Nine years ago, my sister Susie was run over by a bus and killed. I am going to St. Louis to help my mother plant a tree in her honor.
I both look forward to and dread this trip. After all, it is the place of her death. It is a city that looms large in my mind even though I have never been there. I should have gone years ago and face the demons, now is as good a time as any.
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