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My mother, Rose Da Silva, has returned to the ocean. I know she was close to a lot of people here and I thought it was important to let everyone know.
[ She hadn’t wanted to tell anyone, truth be told, but she knew she couldn’t selfishly hold onto the information when Rose knew and cared about so many people in this place and vice versa. But even this small amount of public acknowledgment cuts her to the bone. ]
[ She hadn’t wanted to tell anyone, truth be told, but she knew she couldn’t selfishly hold onto the information when Rose knew and cared about so many people in this place and vice versa. But even this small amount of public acknowledgment cuts her to the bone. ]
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Do you think she could ever be truly happy without you there with her? The first day she came here I found her stuck in a tree after one of my pets went after her. She was terrified. But the first thing she asked me as soon as she got down was if I had seen you. Despite all the horror that surrounded her, the first thing she thought of was you.
[He answers her question without hesitation.]
Yes. Every single day. Even with the suffering that goes on here that she would experience, knowing she would be here, that we could be a family again makes me keep hope alive.
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At his response, she releases a weighted breath and pulls her hands from her face. The hollows under her eyes gleam wetly. Unthinking, she steps toward him to embrace him. As much for her as for him. She isn't often one to reach out for physical comfort, and rarely ever tries to touch him beyond a childish, teasing nudge, but there's an innocent childs need for it in her right now. ]
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So he stiffens up for a moment when Sharon hugs him. He's stiff and awkward in the way that people who don't hug much are like. But then he relaxes into the embrace, bringing up his arms to hold onto Sharon. He tries to be like a rock for her, a strong, supportive presence since Rose isn't here right now to be one for her.]