"Stand tall when you say goodbye, my girl. No matter how much the end hurts, we hold our heads up high and let the tears anoint your honor."
I lift her chin up, but her eyes refuse to meet mine. I hold my gaze steady until she reluctantly meets my own.
"Momma, I just had to say goodbye to my best friend."
She is pleading for me to give in to her grief.
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