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It's nice too see you here, Linda. I'm so thankful that you've stayed by Heath's side all this time. I wish his parents could see you, they'd love you.

"you're welcome."

Listen, I know how bad things may seem right now and you might hate life for putting all this shit on you, but you're going to be stronger because of this.

"i hope so."

who was that, sweetie?

"heath's aunt."

what did she say?

"she just thanked me for taking care of him... mom, can we go now?"

but the service hasn't started yet.

"please."

okay, sweetie.

"i just really hate funerals."

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