Ch 60
Madeline POV
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(Two days later)
“Are we going to even get an ice cream?”
Stevie questions and I look at her, as we sit in the public park.
I notice the family that is laughing, as they have set a picnic table in front of us with some snacks with their little kids in their arms.
And I notice a little child, running to his mom.
He looks as if he has barely learned to walk.
Maybe If chase had stayed, he could have been of the same height.
Same footsteps.
The same smile, and he might have run to me.
With his little arms open…
Wiggling his hands, asking me to pick him up.
“Maddy.
Ice cream”
Stevie hits my palm, as I sit still.
My eyes immediately getting teared up at the thought of him.
Will it ever get easy?
Will it ever make these memories less painful?
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