After falling down again, going outside was the quickest way to distracting him. Right out of the door I could catch a lovely perfume in the air. We followed it to the lilac bushes covered in blossoms. The ground under the bushes is spongy and covered in soft green moss. We could not resist the pull and we each reached out to touch the delicate flowers. With tragedy long forgotten we picked a spray or two for big sister. We knew she would love them best. The two of us returned bearing gifts and a sunny, warm, peace to share with those we loved best.
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