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ghosts and memories and the smell of mildew and rising floodwater are all we really have left.
I waded across that road, cold, brown water around my bare feet and legs, sand clinging to my toes.
I remember that.
I remember.
I remember how he was so quick to laugh, and how he stepped so gingerly, afraid he'd hurt me.
he never did.

Description
ghosts and memories and the smell of mildew and rising floodwater are all we really have left.
I waded across that road, cold, brown water around my bare feet and legs, sand clinging to my toes.
I remember that.
I remember.
I remember how he was so quick to laugh, and how he stepped so gingerly, afraid he'd hurt me.
he never did.