Pizza My Heart 1 by Glenna Sinclair

myself.
    I knew it was wrong from the way her head lolled, liked she’d gone to sleep, but more permanent.
    I slowed in my approach, ignoring Devon’s attempt to hold me back as I walked around to her side.
    Nana’s eyes were closed, and she was smiling. Her faced was turned upward to the sun that was slowly sinking toward the horizon, but she wasn’t Nana anymore. Her toes were buried in the sand, the waves washing up just shy of them, but her hands were too cold.
    “June, baby, she’s gone,” Devon said gently, putting his hand on the small of my back.
    I couldn’t understand what I was seeing, what I was feeling, as my hands grabbed at hers, squeezing them, trying to rub some warmth back into them, trying to call her back to me.
    This couldn’t be happening. This couldn’t happen. She needed me, and I hadn’t been there. She needed me, and now she was gone.
    I needed her, and now she was gone.
    ~ End of Part One ~
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