Looked into her eyes, wondering what she might have planned next, if anything in that barely-used, slightly warm (even in winter) part of the area.She...asked me to follow her, and leading me by the hand we went to a corner where several bales of cut-up product was stored. Large, burlap-wrapped sacks full of cotton-ball soft material, stacked up on pallets. No idea what they had planned for this stuff, or how long it'd been there. Who cared, this was no time for 20 questions. She felt one, pushed. I literally had trouble doing simple things, the thoughts of her were becoming so all consuming. I knew she felt the same. In my next letter, I sent her this poem. I wanted her to know that no matter what happens, I will always be there for her. You Can Believe. When something deep inside you dies, When people around dont hear your cries, When sadness starts to fill your dreams, When something deep inside you screams, When loneliness overtakes your heart, And anger starts to tear you apart,. I can never thank you enough Elizabeth. T * Elizabeth called me at the store on Friday and we talked for a while. She wanted to know how I was doing and reminded me that I was going to be her guest the next weekend. Sunday was cloudy and cool, but I still went back up to the State Park with the waterfalls and stayed there for a few hours. The next week passed by quickly but the nights were still very lonely and cold. The beer in my refrigerator seemed to be disappearing about as fast as I. "You're growing up, and you won't be Daddy's little girl much longer." That was the same summer he knocked out a portion of the wall and added a small alcove near the stove. It closed with a thick curtain and was a place for Morgan to feel alone, private. It had remained her "room" throughout the remainder of her father's life. After he was gone she had trouble moving from the alcove to the big bed where her father and mother had slept, where her father had slept alone after Mother grew tired.
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