The girls quickly hurried me to the backyard to show me something. They climbed on the picnic table and turned their backs to me. They began singing different parts back and forth of a song I had never heard before. "Rae, Rae come back to us. . . . . We are older now and miss you. . . . " The sun began to set and the sky turned pink. The first star began to glow, they smiled and began to shout, "It worked! We saw Rae!" . . . . . .Little hearts do not forget, and either does this big one.

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