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Today’s Story of the Day comes from Amanda Davis, a wonderful writer whom we lost much too soon, and was originally published in failbetter. I adore this story:

“We tossed gently, back and forth, through the cacophony of living things calling to each other. If I could have held the moment in my palm it would have been a shiny bead, precious, carried everywhere for good luck. Off in the distance I saw Len Belton mowing his lawn. Ellie put her head on my shoulder and closed her eyes. We still hadn’t spoken. I pushed off a little on the porch and we swung back and forth.”