(And then she's momentarily lost in thought, thinking about people that she would have loved to have said– well, anything to, before they had passed, let alone 'goodbye'. She nudges her pocketbook open with one hand and jots down a careful note, suddenly quite somber.)
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(And then she's momentarily lost in thought, thinking about people that she would have loved to have said– well, anything to, before they had passed, let alone 'goodbye'. She nudges her pocketbook open with one hand and jots down a careful note, suddenly quite somber.)