Thirty-Four

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When I got home from the cemetery, my father and Clara were talking in the kitchen. I walked towards them and they had this puzzled look on their faces.

And then I embraced them, both of them. "I love you two, a lot."

Then they did the same to me -they hugged me back. We told our loves to each other. And it was one of the most beautiful things in the world.

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