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Gary has just launched on the giant screen a picture of my mother wearing the dress a few weeks before his death.
An icy silence invades the room.
And then a second picture appeared : Shirley, in my room, taking photos carefully the dress while she was believed to be alone.
Murmurs ran immediately to the gym.
Shirley became livid.
— Where did you find that ?! she cried.
Gary remained perfectly calm.
— Your phone was connected to the computer of the room. And someone had sent me these photos yesterday evening.
I turned to my father.
He looked at the screen, completely changed.
— Did you know ? I asked.
He did not answer.
Then Shirley began to justify himself, saying that she just wanted to “pay homage” to my mother.
Nobody believed him.
Gary approached me and handed me a small box.
— Your mother and I had been given before his death, ” he explained. She had asked my mother to keep it until you are ready.
Inside was a letter.
My hands were shaking opening it.
“My dear, if you wear this dress one day, remember one thing : no one can ever take what comes of our love. ”
I cried.
The whole room stood up spontaneously.
