On her last day at the hospital, the staff presented
her with a beautiful cane made from the burgundy trees Kitty loved so much,
embellished with shimmering bits of metal.
“You can no longer be what you once were because of the battles you
fought for us,” the hospital chief told her.
“But thanks to you, we can be whatever we choose.”
Kitty smiled a little.
She wanted to tell them it had all been worth it. The words just wouldn't come.
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