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Handling Grief

LECTURAS 236
Votos 83
Partes 17
Hora 1h 35m

LECTURAS 236
Votos 83
Partes 17
Hora 1h 35m

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"Leave me alone, Dianne!" I protested, shaking my cousin's hand off my shoulder.

"Mirabel, I'm only trying to help. Think about it na. Your dad is dead and your mother is insane...!"

"...my mother is not insane...!" I screamed at her, raising my previously bowed head.

Still calm, Dianne smiled at me, "How long will you keep lying to yourself?"

"Stop!" I warned - more like pleaded - dramatically turning my gaze from hers.

"I'm only trying to help"

"Don't" came the response, "Please...leave me" I begged once again.

Dianne shrugged in surrender and stood up. She silently walked to the door. I felt her turn to get one more look at me, her distressed and depressed cousin. I just kept staring out the window at nothing in particular, shedding those thin, lonely stream of salt.

"Just think about it" she urged me one more time.

I frowned. There was no point thinking about it anymore. I had made my decision.
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Mirabel is everyone's favorite. Loved by God, decorated by nature, taken care of by Janet her mother and Collins her father, lusted after by men, envied by women and admired by children. Somehow, something from somewhere or someone takes her sunshine all she sees are dark and heavy cloud with no silver lining.

How does Mirabel handle her grief? Read Handling Grief to find out.Todos los derechos reservados

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