Valentine

2032.401 - 2061.85 Phoebe Judge

When I walked back in the room, my mother's eyes were still open, staring right at me. But her breath was calm. The calmest breathing I'd ever seen. I told her to go find Chloe, and that I'd come find them. And I told her thank you. And then she took her last breath. I had my hand on her shoulder, and I closed my eyes, and I just started breathing. The birds outside the window had not stopped.