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kitchen wearing the brightest fake smile I could manage.
“Happy Mother’s Day, Jean!”
She whirled around in surprise. For a split second, her expression shifted before instantly returning to warmth.
“Oh, sweetheart! I didn’t hear you come in.”
“Door was unlocked. I brought your favorites. From Lily and me.”
She accepted the bouquet.
“Where is Lily? She should continue reading …
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