[she hums a dry sound at that, carefully, almost reverently re-folding the pages at their creases, watching what she's doing now.

she kisses the little bundle when she's finished.]

...I will not forget. How much we have had to hurt...just to be alive. And still be here together.

It's too important to forget.

[her head throbs a bit as she thinks: And if nobody remembers anymore, I have to.]