I listened until I detected the strongest voice, typically an indication of someone important. “Your husband, Rafael, is with me. He's a very handsome man. He says he loves you and misses you. He remembers the dances you went to and how much you loved to waltz.” I caught sight of the necklace she wore, a gold chain with a little bird-shaped charm, its wings outspread. “Rafael gave you that necklace on your fiftieth birthday. He says you reminded him of a bird, free and soaring through life with honesty and love. It was his favorite thing about you, the way you accepted everyone and the love you demonstrate for your family and friends.”
She squeezed my fingers tenderly, eyes shining with unshed tears and her hand soft and warm in mine. “You are indeed very special, Charlotte.”
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