A pic of a story that will never be, a memorial, something I have wanted to do but kept failing to do when she was alive. Ester and Diana at prom, the night Ester gets her collar, the night the two cement their lives together.
I want to thank everyone who had read my little stories, such as they were. I know they were not much, I know they were bad... but they were mine, and they were hers, and I am still grateful.
Thank you all, and remember to tell the ones you love that you love them.
