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Sadness Is a White Bird by Moriel Rothman-Zecher
5.0

"The three of us walked in silence on the dirt path toward home, one of you on either side of me. The sun was setting. The light was dying, as they say, as it was. I did the bravest thing I could think of doing. I took your hand in my left hand, and Nimreen's left hand in my right one, threading my fingers through your knobby ones and through her thinner ones. Nimreen laughed, and then you laughed too, and then I laughed too. I held on to your hands for another moment, hard, and then let them go."