She placed two roses in small vases, adding a touch of color.

While reading on the sofa, Elissa could glance up and enjoy the sight of the fresh roses, their bright blooms enhancing her mood.

Around 1@ in the morning, she set her book aside, thinking it was time for a break.

Then, unexpectedly, there was a knock at the door.

Curious, as few knew of their new address, she wondered if Raphael had forgotten something.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

Peering through the peephole, she was surprised to see her mother, Marcia, looking distressed and disheveled.

Despite their strained last meeting, Elissa opened the door, her voice filled with concern, “Mom, what’s wrong? What happened?”

shivering, soaked to the

it had rained the previous night-a storm she’d slept

hurried to turn on the water heater and offered Marcia a

hesitated, rooted to the

tucked her hair behind her ear and reassured her

make do for

Marcia

simplicity of

had showered and changed,

up a bowl of mushroom soup

inquired, “Did you make

shook her head, “No, I’m not

Raphael made it.”

nodded, and then quietly sipped

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