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One year later. Friday again.We go back to the garden on the same date we got married. Thomas Vance Garden.It has thirty chairs now, not ten. The star-yellow banner is permanent. There are bowls of lemon drops everywhere. When we first built it, it was for my father. Now families sit there while their parents sit in the private wing, in those chairs by the windows, and watch. They watch weddings. Birthdays. Even bad afternoons. No one has to die alone anymore.Sarah meets us there. She isn't crying this time. She runs the garden charity now. She found a purpose after finding my dress in one day. She has a clipboard and she looks happy. Real happy.We sit in our two chairs. The same ones from the wedding.Julian wears the same suit. It still fits. I wear a black dress this time, not white. I'm not the maid of honor anymore. I'm his wife.He hands me a small pharmacy bag. New bag. Same look.Inside is one lemon drop."For you," he says.I take it. Around my neck, the star necklace. It