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Forty Five

Memories are the windows to the almost forgotten past.

There's a faint noise in the background, followed by soft footsteps. My door opened and I heard momma sing. "Happy birthday to you... Happy birthday to you... Happy birthday to you!" I pretended to wake up. Momma sat on the side of the bed, holding a plate of steaming pancakes. I anchored my elbow to a sitting position, a smile spread on my lips. "Happy birthday baby girl!" Momma greeted me with a big grin.

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