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voice softened even more.
“Go find one of them, Mom. Help them. The way you always helped me.”
Tears streamed down my cheeks.
The screen flickered briefly.
“And Mom… don’t do it for me.”
A tiny smile appeared on her face.
“Do it because you’re still here.”
Then the video ended.
We sat there silently.
“I think she just planned my next step,” I said quietly.
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