Chapter 15

I knew he was watching me, but I didn’t turn back, walking away step by step.

My phone rang, and I answered.

“Before, you wouldn’t break up even when I threatened you. You cherished him so much. Now you just end it? Did he hurt you?”

“No, Mom. He didn’t hurt me. We just weren’t right for each other.”

thinking if he’s poor, he’s poor. You think I complained about

breaking up. I can’t find him

that

are just passing through, but their weight is so

become the boldest stroke in life’s chapter,

some people can’t be held onto, letting go is more dignified. Yet loss is a process, penetrating thoughts through

Thompson cheerfully asked: “Does your girl still like those cinnamon rolls? The ones I’d make fresh every Sunday

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