[ Sarah swallows visibly and looks down again. She flips through the pictures, slowly, taking in each one. These are moments she never thought she'd get to see again, except inside her own head. And from these different angles, they look—so normal, like a normal family doing normal things. Having a good time together. Finally, when she reaches the first photo again, she takes a deep breath and, without looking up, says in a pinched, quiet voice, ]
When the water starts boiling, throw the pasta on for ten minutes. I've—I've gotta—
[ She walks deliberately out of the room, still holding onto the envelope and the stack of pictures. ]
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When the water starts boiling, throw the pasta on for ten minutes. I've—I've gotta—
[ She walks deliberately out of the room, still holding onto the envelope and the stack of pictures. ]