We all went to
Terry’s funeral and cried. We asked ourselves and each other “Why?”
And our teachers and parents provided us with the cozy reassurance that
when Jesus came to take his children home, we would be reunited with Terry
in Heaven. There were no grief counselors in those days. Just
Bible verses and promises of eternal life with lost loved ones. And
before long, sixth grade life had resumed. And I began to notice
Kim.
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