This is my dear Chloe, who died earlier this year at age seventeen. It is heartbreaking when they leave. I miss her. I can't look at her pictures without tears and an ache in my chest. In this photo, one of her last, she is sitting parallel to the window, yet the reflection appears as though she is facing it. I cannot figure out how this happened. I didn't see it through the lens.
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