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He
died
saving
you
,
Teresa
said
.
He
made
the
choice
himself
.
Just
do
n't
ever
waste
it
.
Thomas
felt
tears
swell
under
his
eyelids
;
one
escaped
and
trickled
down
his
right
temple
,
into
his
hair
.
A
full
minute
passed
without
any
words
between
them
.
Then
he
said
,
Teresa
?
Yeah
?
Thomas
was
scared
to
share
his
thoughts
,
but
did
.
I
wan
na
remember
you
.
Remember
us
.
Ya
know
,
before
.
Me
too
.
Seems
like
we
...
He
did
n't
know
how
to
say
it
after
all
.
I
know
.
Wonder
what
tomorrow
'll
be
like
.
We
'll
find
out
in
a
few
hours
.
Yeah
.
Well
,
good
night
.
He
wanted
to
say
more
,
much
more
.
But
nothing
came
