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?”

soaked

it had rained the previous night-a storm

the water heater and offered Marcia a change of

rooted to

behind her ear and reassured her

do

long silence, Marcia murmured,

of the space, which was scarcely larger than a bathroom

Marcia had showered and changed, she appeared somewhat

soup that filled the room with

inquired, “Did you

head, “No, I’m

Raphael made it.”

and then quietly sipped the

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