The angel gently presses her fingertips against the freshly painted doorframe. Beneath her touch, the white paint slowly dissolves and fades away in a soft ripple, revealing faint old pencil height marks with children's names and dates etched into the wood. Her eyes widen with recognition and grief. Motes of paint-dust seem to lift and vanish. The camera holds a locked-off close-up on the frame...
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