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mother’s side. “Mom, I brought food,” she said, her voice trembling with both fear and relief.
Her mother’s eyes fluttered open just enough to see her daughter. “Lily?” she whispered faintly.
“I’m right here,” Lily said. “Help is coming. Everything is going to be okay.”
Help Arrives, and a Family Begins to Heal
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