Chapter 8

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no he is'nt gone.

He's next to me, smiling like an angel.

"No. My Sammy is not gone. He's here."

"Diane, He died from blood loss. Sam is gone."

"No he is not gone. He is here! Sitting in that chair! See?"

"Diane, i told you. It's just your imagination."

"No its not. Sammy is here. He's waving at you!"

"Diane.."

"My Sammy is here with me."

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