[Mahalia takes the photograph back quietly, turning to pin it back up, tucked under the drawing of Desidero. Then she turns back to Fela, tucks into her with both arms around her waist, her own eyes growing a little wet. It's easier, with Fela here. On her own, she'd likely have stared at the wall and her mother's desk for a little while, then climbed into Jast's bed to cry herself to sleep.]
It's for both of us. I wanted you to see our family, and how much he loves us all. You can come look at it whenever you want.
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It's for both of us. I wanted you to see our family, and how much he loves us all. You can come look at it whenever you want.