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... l contending in my chest. The woman before me wasn’t a stranger, not exactly. But the times had put distance between us, made her face strange, even though I knew her better than anyone else.
It was Rhoda. My mother.
Her hair, previously dark and full, was now untidy and graying. Her face, lined with age and the risk of a life spent chasing something that never sounded to fill the emptiness, looked weathered and drained.
I froze.
Anger ran through me, and I grippe ...
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