I thought grief had a routine.
Every Sunday morning, I would wake before the alarm, make two cups of coffee out of habit, pour one down the sink, then drive twenty minutes to the cemetery just outside Millbrook.
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I thought grief had a routine.
Every Sunday morning, I would wake before the alarm, make two cups of coffee out of habit, pour one down the sink, then drive twenty minutes to the cemetery just outside Millbrook.
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