As the movie played, I couldn't help but think about the real Crow, the man who I’d fallen in love with. The man who never truly seemed to fade out of my heart as each day passed.
Life went on without him though. Mel and I continued our weekly phone calls for a while, but over time, they had become less frequent, the conversations more strained. She was busy trying to get on with her own life, her voice filled with a passion I no longer understood. She talked about the rides and the bar, the camaraderie and the fights. And I talked about Leo, about his school, his health, and the quiet life we were building for ourselves.
As the credits rolled on the TV, Leo looked over at me, his eyes filled with a question I wasn't sure how to answer. "Momma, why don't we ever see Aunt Mel anymore?"
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