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wasn’t right seeing the veggie garden so messy. She turned around
and looked up at the tree that Rosie used to spend hours climbing
every day. She remembered the time that Rosie got stuck on a branch
and Fred had to climb up and carry her down. She couldn’t bear to
think that soon someone else would be living in this house and
climbing Rosie’s tree. She turned around again and looked at the
tiny shed in the corner of the garden where Fred kept all of his tools
and Rosie kept all of her toys. Clara could feel her eyes welling up
with tears but she didn’t want to cry.
She walked back inside and saw Rosie standing inside what used
to be her bedroom. Even the old faded pink carpet had a memory to
go with it. ‘It’s time,’ said Rosie. Clara nodded. She walked down the
hallway for the last time ever. Hand-in-hand with Rosie, they
walked out of the door and shut it for one last time. She locked the
door and walked down the path and stood there for a while gazing
up at the house. She could feel tears trickling down her face.
‘Goodbye,’ she whispered.
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Saying Goodbye
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