My mom left me for another man when I was 11 years old. My dad raised me.
Last week, out of the blue, she called and told me that she was dying.
“It’d mean a lot if I could stay in the home I raised you in.”
I said no. Yesterday, the police showed up at my door and said to me that my mother had passed away the night before.
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