As it was

Tiktok, tiktok … the sound of Mom’s heels on the wooden floor grates on my ears, as she approaches her desk.

But no, I will never see her there again… it is an illusion.

I have retained the sanctity of her favorite corner in the house as it was, for thirty long years…

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