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Moreau's arm was outstretched, tentatively placing the bouquet of flowers sh3 had made next to the headstone bearing the name of her father, Jeremias Riveri, with a feeling of either awe or bewilderment.

Moreau breaks into a faint smile. Her fingertips rubbed the smooth ceramic surface in a careful and gentle gesture. She did not bring a gift. Didn't know what to choose. It would always be with a request. Moreau would ask and her father would answer-what the man wanted, and what patterned wrapping paper to use.

This second time around the birthday celebration felt different, but Moreau took the initiative towards something. On the way to the cemetery, she stopped for a few moments to pick out a cake covered in melted cream. Her father loved chocolate and Moreau had bought a cake with dark sprinkles. She involuntarily smiled back as she opened the box. The lighter was already in hand. Just needed to light a fir
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