Lily told me her favorite memory of Mark: how he taught her to bounce pebbles at a lake near her grandparents' house. I told him about his terrible habit of singing off-key in the car so I could laugh. We didn't say it, but I think we both felt it.
Photo albums on the table | Source: Midjourney
It was healing.
As winter turned to slow, I realized the truth. What I found in the garage wasn't just a piece of Mark's past. It was an invitation to expand my life in ways I'd never imagined. I kept wanting to spend more and more time with Lily. One day, I saw an ad for a photography course at the community college.
"Do I want to go?" I asked Lily on the phone, hoping she would say yes.
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