It's been two years and four months and I can't tell you what she looks like. I couldn't tell you if she's tall. I couldn't tell you if she's short, if she's fat, if she's thin. I couldn't tell you if her hair is still red and what scares me the most is that I might walk right past her and not even know.
-Beth Lowery
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