Breathing in the salty, swampy air made me sixteen again. If I closed my eyes tightly enough, perhaps Nana would walk up from behind and enfold me in her familiar embrace. I could almost feel the sharp edges of her bony frame and the sweet warmth of her breath on my neck. Nana, who had also lost a child, would know my pain.
-Sara Steger
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