She was supposed to live like anyone else. To live like death was faraway, a concept more than a reality. I had meant for her to go through life in a series of steps. Ordinary steps. Go to grade school. Then middle school. Have her first crush, her first period. Then high school. Have her first boyfriend, her first disappointing sexual encounter. Graduate. Then college. Have her first successful sexual encounter. Pick a career. Graduate. Get a job in her career of choice. Get engaged. Get married. Have kids. Watch those kids do all the things she did. Retire. Then die.
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