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Maria.
For Miguel.
For herself.
That night, for the first time, the pain was shared.
And once it was shared, it became a little less heavy.
By the eighth week, laughter came back.
Not once.
Not carefully.
Every day.
Lucia helped Elena fold laundry. She did not fold neatly, but she tried so hard that Elena praised every crooked attempt.
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