uncorrupted memory
The things Izumi remembers; the weight that imbalanced her, the hunger, the constant pressure on her bladder (they called it 'needing to pee for two', she can hear the voices now): the heaviness in her breasts, the sickness in the mornings, the weariness in the evenings, the sudden kicks and wriggling shifts: the smell of new paint and fresh wood in the nursery: the way that her husband would rest his hand on her stomach and try to feel the baby moving inside her.
The things Izumi wishes she could forget; how small, how very small a grave it was.
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