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He visited the cemetery at least once a week, but the anniversaries were always the hardest. He missed his family with a sharp ache that had refused to ease over time, instead growing deeper and more raw with every passing moment. It was his fault that his wife and daughter were dead, and he would never – could never – forgive himself.

— Small Things, Chapter 12