Chapter 9 - THE FULL CIRCLE

Ruth walked toward her, leaning on her cane. “You look beautiful, Eleanor.”
“I feel like myself, Ruth. That’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever felt.”
Ruth smiled, a genuine expression that lit up her face. “You did it. You took the pieces and built something stronger.”
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Eleanor nodded. “I did.”
They sat together in the garden, watching the sunset. There were no ghosts here, only the future.