She remembered the day they bought it. Tower Records. Her mom had held it up like a trophy. “Look, Lena! ‘My Heart Will Go On,’ ‘Because You Loved Me,’ ‘The Power of Love’—it’s all the best ones. One CD to rule them all.” Her mom had a habit of calling everything “the one CD to rule them all,” even a collection of Gregorian chants.
Now, she was twenty-six, sitting in a parking lot outside the storage unit facility where she was supposed to be clearing out the last of her mother’s things. The Civic’s engine hummed, the heater blasting against the December chill. She picked up the jewel case. The plastic had a few hairline cracks. The booklet inside was probably still pristine. celine dion all the way cd
Lena had never listened to the CD. She couldn’t. She remembered the day they bought it
Because her mom was right. You have to feel it all the way. “Look, Lena