He took the box but did not avail himself of a tissue. She understood. Sometimes it was comforting to feel the wetness of grief’s tears on your face.

He took the box but did not avail himself of a tissue. She understood. Sometimes it was comforting to feel the wetness of grief’s tears on your face.

– Julius Lester –

The Autobiography of God

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