It had been just over a month since the tragic loss of her husband, and although the calendar kept moving, she felt suspended in a strange, quiet space between what life had been and what it would become. Public appearances placed her in front of cameras more than she wanted, and even simple gestures, like smiling at a shared memory, were interpreted by strangers as signs that she was “moving on too quickly.”
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