Conversations stopped.
The music continued playing, but somehow it sounded distant.
Muted.
Like it belonged to another world.
I looked across the room.
And found Mauricio.
My husband.
Standing near the bar.
Holding a whiskey glass.
Smiling.
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Conversations stopped.
The music continued playing, but somehow it sounded distant.
Muted.
Like it belonged to another world.
I looked across the room.
And found Mauricio.
My husband.
Standing near the bar.
Holding a whiskey glass.
Smiling.
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