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A Promise
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"Katy, none of this seems right. It doesn't seem real." "It takes some getting used to, Charlie." "I don't know if I ever will be able to get used to it. Everything reminds me of her. Everywhere I look, everyone I see, everything I touch, the memories. I can't stop thinking, thinking if things were different, maybe she would still be here. With me, together." "You loved-" "Love" "You love her. You will never be able to fully forget, Charlie. And no one is asking you too. The times you two had together are too great and memorable to not remember. But you do need to pull yourself together. It's not you, her and the kids anymore. It's you and the kids. They need you Charlie, your they're dad. You can not take anymore time away from that." "I know. It's just, I can't get over the promise we made to each other. The one thing that kept us strong, happy, a family. Now I don't know if it's broken, or still there." "What's the promise Charlie?" "That we would always be together."
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