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" Choking back emotion, I turned my eyes to the ground. "I don't want to say good-bye."
"Then don't."
If only it could be true. I blinked hard, but two tears escaped, anyway. I kept my face down so he wouldn't see. "Then what do we say, Yahn?"
He set his hand beneath my chin and gently turned my face forward. His eyes were warm and sad and beautiful.
"We say egogahan," he whispered, wiping the tears from my cheeks. "In our tongue , it means, 'until we meet again.'"
I know I shouldn't, but the words tumbled out in a trembling murmur. "And will we?"
A small smile brightened his face. "Perhaps, Maggie Davis. Perhaps. "
― Renee Collins , Relic
