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“Mommy.” I pulled at her. Her dress was soft in my hand.
She turned to me, surprised I was standing there. “What is it Sweetie?”
I stepped away and looked up at her tanned face. The skin around her eyes crinkled happily as her cheeks lifted when she smiled.
“Can I go outside and play?”
Her smile was bright and warmed me throughout. She singled out a washed strawberry and placed it in my waiting hand. “Not right now dear. Why don't you go watch T.V. with your grandmother?”