She learned quickly how to hold back. Each time the reason for restraint was different. Some moments it was to not show her weakness, and other times it was to not show his. Pride often screened the response. Her rueful ability to protect her emotion is what she thought to be her greatest strength. She learned to grip her grief in fear of his response. Caustic words and strikes to her young body could not shake her resolve. For every time she wanted to, I did. I let go. I cried for her today.


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