To A Good Life Hazel Grace

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                      " Chapter 10 "

Two Months Later

It's officially been two months since my surgery and I feel great. The symptoms are finally gone and I can hold Grace without having to sit down from being tired or having aching feet. I reach under my bed and grab the scrap book my mom gave me. I open it to the first page and flip the page to the second. I see me as a child. I flip through the pages until it lands on a picture of Augustus and I. It was us in Amsterdam. In the back ground is the Anne Frank house, where Augustus and I had shared out first kiss.

I flip it to the next page. I tame a deep breath and hold in my tears. I see Grace sitting on her father's grave. She doesn't know a body is underneath her, I don't even know if I ever will have the guts to tell her what happened to her father. I guess I will wait until she gets older and actually asks me.

" Momma, " I hear from the crib on the side of my bed. I look over at Grace laughing in her crib. I swear she was asleep two seconds ago.

" What was that? " I ask in shock. I laugh at myself for trying to communicate with a baby, but to my luck it worked and I hear Grace say

" Momma, " again. I rush out of my bed to get my parents. They rush up to my room to see Grace mumbling

" Momma, " over and over again.

" Take a picture, Hazel! " my mom says. I take a picture of Grace.

" One new entry for my scrapbook! " I laugh.

My parents hold Grace and keeps asking her say it again, but she wont. She just starts giggling and spitting up. I wish Augustus were here to see this.

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