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The first few months, she's my Leah. She laughs, we fly as far and wide as our money will take us. I'll drain my account dry for her, make as many memories as I can with her, as long as I have her by my side.
We make strangers take our picture in front of the Eiffel Tower, in a boat on a river in Italy, and when we return home, we plan a road trip.
We buy a stupid expensive SUV and drive across the country. We retrace her youthful steps, and her illness begins to show.
She fades.