Digging

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10 years later...

"No more crying Gabriel we have to keep digging."

"Mommy it's scary out here."

I dropped to my knees beside him, "I know baby, I know. I'm so sorry we're doing this but we have to." I sob, patting his hair down.

"I want daddy back." He pouts.

I wipe his tears nodding, "I do too my love and for that to happen we need to keep going okay?"

He nods as well, "Yes mommy."

"Okay big boy." I kiss his forehead, "Don't touch the bags mommy will do this part." I stood back up and pushed the large black bags into the deep hole.

"Now we have to cover it back up."

Gabriel helps me bury the trash bags as quickly as he can. Soon enough we were back inside, walking upstairs.

"Is daddy coming back?" Gabriel asks as I prepared his bath.

"Let's get you cleaned up." I say with a smile, ignoring my son's question.


















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