That Little Voice
I’d never seen her cry, and I had known her all my 30+ years.
She was clinging to a woman I barely recognized as she let years of feelings spill onto her comforter’s dress.
I stood apart from the gathering, watching in surprise as my private older sister exposed her grief openly and publicly.
The funeral service had just ended for my 103-year-old grandmother. The small…
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