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My suitcase bumped against the front step as I dragged it up the walkway. The wheels rattled over the concrete like an accusation. My shoes felt too loud.
I rang the doorbell.
It chimed once, bright and cheerful, like a lie.
The door opened almost immediately.
My mother stood there, and the moment my eyes met hers, I knew.
She already had her speech ready.continue reading …
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