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Dear God,

I met Jesse at the hospital again today.

We went to visit the little children.

I saw him smile for the first time today.

It suited him.

I asked him why he didn't smile more often and told him that he had a pretty smile.

And he told me,

'Let's make a deal. I'll smile more if you smile more. Because guess what?'

I asked him, 'what?'

And he said, 'you have a pretty smile too.'

And for the first time since I started dying, I laughed. A real laugh.

And then I thought that maybe you do exist after all.

Because you sent me a blessing.

You sent me Jesse.

Love,

Mackenzie

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