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Sal and Mum

Paloma~

Little things form the biggest memories and leave the biggest scars, things that will never leave us, never truly heal, never truly forgotten. Seeing my mom was one of those moments, everything threatened to burst, my hands clutched tightly around Sal's as the sobs threatened to escape me.

She'd changed much since I'd last saw her, thinner, older and weathered with stress, she seemed but a hollow shell devoured from within, barely held together by fragments of life.

"Mom." I say in a soft tone, trying very hard to hide my disheartenment. "Mom."

She stares at me but her glazed over look seems to go right through me.

"Come Paloma." She says like a well memorized anthem. "Come give your mother a hug."

My feet remain rooted to the ground even as Sal nudges me forward, with each step it feels like I'm accepting a reality that I want no part of.

'No' my mind chants, "no no no".

With each step my mind and my body rejected the phenomenon that stood before me, simply refused to accept
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