Thanks, dad. [She smiles fondly, using the space between them to pull the photo away from her chest, flipping it over to expose the photo of --
Well. It's a little hard to tell, at first. But after a few seconds of looking, it's a grave marker-- cracked, dirty, with grass growing over the stone. It looks like no one's been maintaining it. The last name's almost completely covered, but her first name's still there.
She holds the photo in her hands a few seconds-- then decisively rips it in half.]
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Well. It's a little hard to tell, at first. But after a few seconds of looking, it's a grave marker-- cracked, dirty, with grass growing over the stone. It looks like no one's been maintaining it. The last name's almost completely covered, but her first name's still there.
She holds the photo in her hands a few seconds-- then decisively rips it in half.]