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... el's booming voice startled Sara. She could feel his rage in his voice. She realized that Miguel had truly grown up and changed for the better. He now has emotion as well, just like any normal human does.

She felt warmth inside her heart, knowing that the child she raised was showing her concern. This was the first time in ages that she felt that she was being cared for.

When was the last time? Right, it was when her now-husband left for a long trip.

Tears started to well ...

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