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A 55 word story on a mother's love and concern for her adult offspring. |
| “You are late. Should I serve dinner?” My mother asked. “I am grown up for heaven’s sake. Stop meddling in my life, please,” I snapped, even though I knew that she would not have eaten either. Next morning, I discovered her sitting at the same place. “I am sorry, Mom.” But she was already dead. |