“His laugh”

I will always remember his laugh.

That warm, lovely laugh of his.

I will always remember hearing it from the downstairs living room and I knew he was home.

I knew he was back.

That laugh is one of my fondest memories.

The only memory of him that I will bring with me for the rest of my life.

It is the only thing of his that I cannot forget.

The only thing I don’t want to forget.

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