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LILY died the day we signed the escrow papers for the bed-and-breakfast.
It was late October and one of those wonderful Cambria days. Fog raced across the treetops and wrapped around their trunks like cloaks of mist. Yet it wasn't cold. The sun was glorious as it flickered from every facet of the sea. Cambria is special in this way, fog and sunshine sharing the day like loving siblings.
We were realizing Lily's dream of living in the tiny seaside California town. It wasn't my dream. Truth is, I had no dream, and stole hers like a pickpocket. I