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@leahsimms
momnoraâ:
I think Waverlyâs whole world has been sour. Even in her efforts to try to be sweet, theyâve been a little bitter. As the oldest, I think she feels a lot more responsibility than may actually be necessary. With that being said, though, I think sheâs turning the bend. And I think weâll all have a lot of thanking Rooney for that.Â
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But all of our worlds have been sour, Nora. Though Callie is an angel baby and I wouldnât trade her anything, you know what it took for her to be created. Nothingâs been easy. Growing up in our house wasnât easy. Having the mother we had wasnât easy. You can either turn rotten, or you can be kind. God, think of Koby. He was so kind. She doesnât have to be the way she is all the time, I guess is what Iâm saying. I donât know. Nevermind.Â
waverlysimmonsâ:
Ugh! You ruined it. It already smells like you. Youâre the worst Leah.
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Whatever! Youâre just so hard to get along with sometimes, you know that?Â
@leahsimms: Main character energy all summer long đ
momnoraâ:
That is a very sweet story. Thank you for sharing that with me. Memories can sometimes turn sour when weâre grieving. But I promise you, one day, at least one memory wonât sour on you. And youâll heal just a teeny bit more.Â
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Thanks, Nora. Do you think Waverlyâs memories are still turning sour? Sheâs been so...awful with me lately. Itâs different. Sheâs different.Â
waverlysimmonsâ:
Thatâs not my fault, Leah! He got here before you! I made none of those decisions!
If you wonât take it off, Iâll take it off for you!
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No you wonât! Uck, here. Here! Take it! He wouldnât want us fighting over it, so, you can have it.
waverlysimmonsâ:
Thatâs not true. You have more of his stuff than any of us.Â
Iâm not being mean! Youâre just being a baby. Take it off!
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Okay if you wanna say it like that then Iâll say you had more time with him than any of us!Â
Iâm not taking it off!Â
brittonskyeâ:
Britton could remember how he laughed and how he smelled. She remembered feeling safe with him for the first time in her life. Britton peeked into Kobyâs room and glanced around. She remembered he had bought a t-shirt from the ice cream place they went on their first date. She opened the drawers to see if she could find it and it was there, on the top, still folded perfectly. âHe only bought this because I said heâd look good in the pink tie-dye.â Then she plucked one of the pillows off his bed. She knew it would stop smelling like him eventually, but sheâd at least still feel close to him from it. âI think this is all.â And a polaroid picture of them fell out of the pillow case and fluttered to the floor. âOh,â a gasp escaped her. âI really loved him, Leah.â
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Leah wondered if sheâd ever find a picturesque, movie sort of love. Lord knows she didnât see any kind of it growing up, not in real life at least, and the fairytales she grew to love then hate were just that...fairytales. Yet, watching Britton gawk carefully over Kobyâs belongings, pining for the perfect items that really captured his essence, Leah saw that movie sort of love finally take place. Brittonâs eyes radiated warmth and sadness at the same time. All hope, all crushed dreams - it brought water to Leahâs dark brown eyes again too. As a polaroid fell out of the pillow case in Brittonâs hands, Leah let out a small, surprised noise of her own. In a world of crude, degrading men, Koby really was Heaven-sent. He was the Worldâs Best Brother - caring, resourceful, kind to his core, and funny beyond belief. Though Leahâs chest ached, she was happy he at least got to experience some true love and happiness with Britton before he passed. âHe really loved you too,â She was able to choke out, taking a deep breath, âHeâd always text me and tell me he couldnât believe a girl as beautiful as you would ever look his way. He promised me weâd go to the movies, you know, the three of us. He really wanted us to meet,â Leah shuffled over to Kobyâs bed and though she wanted to sit, she didnât want to ruin anything about it either, so she stayed standing, âI think he secretly wanted my approval since me and Crosby were the only two siblings not here yet -- Oh, I approve, by the way,â A smile crept onto Leahâs face as she wiped more tears from her cheeks, gently nudging Brittonâs shoulder, âI definitely approve...and thank you...for just loving him.âÂ
momnoraâ:
You are not alone in your grief, my love. There are some things you are going to forget, but there are so many things you will remember. Weâve lost our fair share of, mainly young men around here, but some of my girls too. But sometimes, when weâre in big groups and everyone is laughing, sometimes I still think I can hear Zander chuckling. When I hear my name screamed from upstairs, sometimes I hear it as Ceceâs voice. Sometimes when I donât see who planted a hand on my back, I think itâs Koby because itâs how he used to do it. Those important things⊠those wonât leave you.Â
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Yeah. Like the other day Callie called me âLeleâ out of nowhere! She knows my name is Leah, obviously, you know, God forbid she ever gets lost or anything she can say - my mom is Leah Simmons, but Lele...Koby only ever called me that. It stopped me in my tracks and I just smiled and hugged her âcause if she wants to call me it too, thatâs fine. Reminds me of him. It was sweet, but then you know, it turned my stomach too. Every memory kind of does that...turns my stomach âcause I know I canât make any of them with him.Â
@leahsimmons: Motherhood was never something I asked for or even wanted. I never saw much of a future for myself if Iâm being honest. I was very much in survival mode, especially at thirteen years old, and yet this little angel was born and has turned out to be everything Iâve ever needed. Sheâs taught me so much about myself, about strength and about love. Callie girl, mommy loves you so much it hurts! My expensive BFF forever đ Happy Motherâs Day everyone!
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momnoraâ:
I know it, baby. You donât have to apologize for your grief. We all feel it. The pain will never go away, itâll just be easier to handle with time.Â
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I miss him every single day, Nora, every single day. And yet Iâm terrified that at the same time, Iâm forgetting him. I want to remember everything, and I know I wonât be able to, and itâs just really sad.Â
waverlysimmonsâ:
You asked me if thatâs all right, and itâs not! Take it off!
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No. No, I remember him wearing this one. Not for a few years, at least, but I remember. Itâs special and I barely have anything else of his. Why are you being so mean?Â