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My Mom's House

"Where are we?" I asked when the mist cleared. The room was dark, but I was able to make out empty shelves and pictures hanging on creamy walls. Lamps and furniture were covered in white sheets. Several inches of dust coated the room.

"This is the house your mom grew up in." He pulled the sheet off the couch and rolled it into a dusty ball. Thick dust puffed in the air. Laeddin coughed and tossed the sheet on the floor.

"Really?" I sneezed as I studied the room. I always wanted to see my mom's house, but she never let me. "And my dad grew up in the next house over, right?" My uncles teased that their house was a sprawling mansion while my mom had lived in a shack. She laughed but it was obvious there were some painful memories. For that reason I hadn't pushed her to come. Occasionally she would share a good memory, but it wasn't often.

The room Laeddin and I stood in was definitely small though. Smaller even than my bedroom in the castle.

"That's right." His words brought me out of
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