All Tag Sunday Tim, Jill, Mark, Al and Wilson moved the baby's stuff in that empty room. Randy and Jamie were painting the room, a little green because they don't know what the baby is. Jamie looked down at the floor and had a flashback
Jamie was Singen Only Hope
There's a song that's inside of my soul
It's the one that I've tried to write over and over again
It had been years since Jamie's dead, but it still felt to me like she was alive, and had to die every day. Each morning I woke up expecting to see her wake Weiter to me. Not even 10 years could erase oder wipe away the need and the hope I had to see her beside me. Now I kept a photograph of her in my nightstand, so I could see her first thing in the morning when I woke up, but it was a long time before I could bring myself to put it there. I tried to do it the first night I spent without her, but I couldn't. I couldn't see her for a long time, but she was everywhere. She was in the stars, in the...
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Funeral. A dark cloudy Tag was perfect for the theme. The line of the funeral Home was through the door. Everyone wanted to say their last goodbye to lovely lady of Beaufort. One Von one everyone saw this lady and met her husband who sagte 'they'll help Du in anyway'.
Finally Landon Carter went up to his wife and he sagte goodbye to his wife forever.
"Jamie, thank Du for everything" sagte Landon sobbing
Cynthia Carter was behind him and she pattered him on his shoulder.