I was sitting on my son’s bed, holding one of his old blue polo shirts against my face, when the phone rang.
The shirt still carried the faint scent of him.
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I was sitting on my son’s bed, holding one of his old blue polo shirts against my face, when the phone rang.
The shirt still carried the faint scent of him.
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