What's in a Face??

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mes from. My eyes won't open, and my head and body feel heavy. And I cannot move anythin

voice that I should know. "Why did you have to say 'Yes'? I would have left you alone if you kept your mouth shut and left him. But now you will live to s

voice

f into the

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atal night. The investigation is still underway, but there are no actual leads. Her fathe

ng said it was time to place Tami to rest. Tears coming to Jon's blue ey

ter, attached to his arm, Jon wanted to pull his arm away, but Lynn was holding tight. I can

- this is how it's supposed to be, thinking to herself. And will be in the future, she continues her thoughts. I was

nd and would have been her fiancée. She had said yes that night. They were going to be toge

e would say anything out loud, but it looks like they would do now, but ther

Tami. But Lynn had just lost her sis

s supposed to be mine. Tami rots in that hospital; no one

said yes; what happened? How am I going

arder now they were at the grave site. Jon wrapped his arm around Lynn,

grave site; the look on his face was someone who did not want to b

hter, who was only 29. That apartment fire was so awful, and Lynn had to find

ot liking the looks Lynn was giving Jon, and as others w

ooked at Jon's face and didn't see a longing look; he saw the same sadness he felt

eaving Jon alone. William had had problems with Lynn sinc

head, he always knew that Sally hated his wife, b

r them, and today was not the

t the grave site, it was clear of all the decorations,

ed to return to the Mannings house for the reception. Jo

ting for them, Jon dislodged himself from Lynn'

im a look. "Jon, you are coming wit

there," Jon stated. "You know what, go

r to take off, turned, and started to walk back toward Mr. M

ven in death?!" to her Aunt Sally, who has been like her mother since she was old enough to realize her mother was

r so. I promise you, since you want him, he will be yours." Sally

ms come true. And now that Tami was gone, Lynn listened more to Sally than William. After all these years, Sally