books on the shelf, the dirty dishes that were still in the sink, the stack of mail on the table, and a picture of George and Emily at the beach hanging on the wall. As George walked over to look at the picture of them, he remembered everything about that day; it was the day he asked Emily to marry him. For a brief moment, he felt happy, but it quickly faded away when he noticed Emily’s calendar that hung on her fridge. Mary Lou followed him, but made sure to stand a step away from him. There was complete silence in the house as George put his hand over the date that Emily had circled. “She was just there for an interview that day,” thought George. The date was September 11, 2001. “I’m so sorry George,” said Mary Lou in the gentlest way she could. Then out of the silence, George began to weep as he fell to his knees.
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