Francie

My mom called to ask me if Francie, the little russet-colored woolly puppy I brought her when she first went in the hospital before Christmas, could be buried with her.

Do broken hearts really mend?

Life is eternal, and love is immortal, and death is a horizon, and a horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.
–Rossiter Worthington Raymond

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