When To Remember
- LECTURAS 123
- Votos 5
- Partes 5
Katherine Hale dies. It wasn't a dramatic death. It was just death to her. Almost painless. Instant. But to her best friend Carmen, it was so much more. Carmen was the one that suffered. She was the one that mourned and lost her best friend. She was the one that had to speak at her funeral and remember. She had to remember the funny times, the good times, the bad times, and the exciting times. She had to remember.
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