A time to remember

[runmakitarun]

The air is crisp without being cold, the sun is bright without being hot, and the grass is greener than it ever was back home. But somehow... somehow this seems like the perfect place to remember papa. The perfect place to love his memory and let it go.

She looks around her. Friends. Family, in a way. She has lost much, but she has gained much.

And she is not alone.

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[alwaysroomforhope]

Steph is there, of course, looking like she very much wants to wrap her arms around Makita and hug her to some ignominious armpit-suffocation-type end.

Or just hug her.

[runmakitarun.livejournal.com]

Hugs are good. So good that Makita hugs back. Hard.