"thanks luke. youre the best."
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april 15. the 9 year anniversary if savs parent's death.
and i feel bad.
i really do.
we dressed in all black (nothing new for me), and started driving towards the graveyard.
once we got there, we started running towards their graves.
i remember it by heart.
walk down 17 graves.
take a left and walk 14 graves down.
then another left.
and there they are.
marie mansit
december 20,1974-april 15,2005
david mansit
february 17, 1973-april 15,2005
sav started sobbing.
she sobs into my shoulder. and i dont blame her.
"its okay to cry sav, its okay. im here" i coo.
she stops a bit and looks at me.
"i have makeup running down my face dont i?" she says looking down.
"shh." i whisper and took out the makeup removing wipes she left at my house once.
i wipe her face, and look at her.
"youre beautiful sav. you dont need any of this." i say, pointing to the wipe.
"whered you get that?"
"you left it at mine last week." i snicker.
she laughs and we spend the day at the graveyard.
she talks about the year shes had, and how i took her to america, and how shes do greatful and whatnot.
she finally ends her hour long speech with an "i love you guys. see you soon."
i payed no attention to that. i thought she meant that she'll visit them again soon.
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"hey sav whats on your bucket list?"
she opens a note on her phone and shows me it.
•seeing the sunrise
•go to europe (with luke)
•visit my parents 1-2 times a month.
"thats it?"
"pretty much, i dont wish to do much. as long as youre around, im good."
i thought about what i had read, and go to order tickets to europe.
once thats done, we're getting up nice and early tomorrow.
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so that is chapter 9, and i hope you like it even though i wrote this on my phone and its probably too long or it could be short and i shouldve done this on my laptop but ill shut up now
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eccedentesiast//l.h
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