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Tom represented what I always wanted in a man. That he exhibited the qualities of kindness and humor and strength might not have been apparent to me at first, but the more time we spent together, the more he revealed himself to be the man I’d dreamt of finding.
Dancing around the topic of marriage, we’d discussed the future, the benefits of moving in together, the possibility of children and a dog.
Then Tom was dead, shot once in the chest and once in the head.
I wasn’t there to witness my world fall apart, wasn’t there to perhaps alter events.… Read the rest