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There were speeches.
Laughter mixed with tears.
Because that’s what grief does—it blurs the lines between pain and memory.
One of Ethan’s friends stood up.
Didn’t have notes.
“He was the kind of person who didn’t need to say much,” he said. “But when he did, it mattered.”
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