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it, I raised my spoon toward the photo of Arthur and Mary that now lived on my shelf. —”To you, Mr. Arthur,” I said. “And to everyone who still needs one more day.”

I tasted the soup.

It was good.

Not perfect.

Good.

Though, if he had been there, he surely would have wrinkled his nose, tapped the table with his cane, and said it lacked garlic.

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