When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to f — Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
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When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to forget... So I realize, that if it's hard for me, how much harder it must be for you.

— Katherine Paterson, Bridge to Terabithia
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