Her small hand tapped on the large door, "Mother? Mother, may I come in?" There were days when she hungered for a Mother's touch. This was such a day. The sound of rain lightly beating against the roof. "Mother I brought some tea." No answer. "Mother? Mama...?" Her voice cracked. Still no answer. "Please I just want to spend time with you.
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