Brandon & Chloe — The Last Wish
So I sat down.
I made tea.
I watched the lights appear in the apartments across the street.
And for once, I let an ordinary day be enough.
PART 25
A year after the funeral, the wooden box sat on the top shelf of my apartment beside a framed photograph of Chloe at the beach.
It no longer held legal papers.
Those were with the attorney and in properly secured files.
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