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141: The First-last piece of the puzzle.

The moment I sat beside her, she took my palms in her smooth ones and closed her eyes.

"You have your mother's aura, you know, so comforting and soothing. Typical Samantha"

I smiled. "Are you okay? Why do you stay here all day, and why is no one really aware of your presence?" I shook my head, trying to come to terms with this. "It's like no one even knows you're alive. No one acknowledges it, not even your husband or your son" I finally asked the questions that were bugging in my mind.

She sighed wistfully, her eyelids opening to reveal teary emerald beads. "Oh dear, sometimes I too wonder if I am alive, It is a mystery isn't it? I fit more as a painting than anything else, and I am content with that"

I shook my head again, this time ready to protest. How could anyone be content with being a static, unfeeling thing?

But she was faster; closing her other hand on my palm, she smiled.

"Let's leave that aside, dear. I have just a few minutes of lucidity. Tell me, what brings you
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