I pick up the pictures. It is a picture of us. A family. We sit together on the trunk of the car, joining hands. I press a picture up on the glass for Cade to see. His hand almost covers his mouth. He is crying, but with a grin on his face. The security guard opens the door for us. I get up and pace my way over to him. And we hug. I hand Cade his copy of the picture. I walk back through the door, just as the guard commands. Cade picks up the phone to say one last thing before I leave.
"I love you," he says, "Little Sis."
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At Your Bedside
Ficção Geral(DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE NOT READ THE FAULT IN OUR STARS! MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS!) • I did not create the characters Hazel Grace Lancaster, Isaac, or Augustus Waters, neither made up the book An Imperial Affliction (found in the novel The Fault In Our...
