Rhea Jones
Joined November 2017
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The flowers died on Monday. The nurses tried to take them away, but I wouldn’t let them. How could I? He brought them for me. He knew how dark and lonely this room had become for me. He knew I was feeling low. So he brought me a little something to make me smile.
By Rhea Jones6 years ago in Humans