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1 " Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and sorry I could not travel both, and be one traveler, long I stood, and looked down one as far as I could "
― Elena Hartwell , Three Strikes, You're Dead (An Eddie Shoes Mystery, #3)
2 " Memory is a strange combination of those things we work to remember and the things we can never forget "
3 " After acknowledging that, I let other memories come. The way his presence made me feel. Like he was north and my heart was a compass that always found its way home. "
