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FORTY-EIGHT

KRIS:

It was a week from Thanksgiving so I returned home to spend time with my mom.

Call it a break from my crumbling life.

I got out of my car and walked towards the front door, pulling my suitcase behind me. Getting to the door, I tried the handle and it was opened so I let myself in.

"Mom! I'm home". I called, getting into the living room.

"Ohh Baby!!". She ran from the kitchen, barreling into me.

I chuckled, embracing her tightly. Sometimes she made me feel like I was the mom with her ever jolly attitude.

God. I've missed her. I though

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