Category: Jessica Demarest
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When He Left
It must have felt uncomfortable, standing with his family at his wake. The line was down the street and you stood there for hours, staring at his cakey white face—the one that you held and kissed and loved for just over a year that felt like forever. They dressed him…
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Things You Wish She Knew
When you were smaller, you sat on your mother’s bed while she curled her long brown hair in the bathroom mirror, and your voice swelled as you told her what you learned in school that day. You must have been in elementary school, because learning still seemed cool. You rambled…
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