Meredith"Darling, you don’t have to pull the box all by yourself; let me help you," mom called from the bottom of the stairs, watching me drag my box down the stairs."I can do it myself. Mum, it’s no big deal," I groaned, punctuating every word at the same time I pulled the box down each stair.I heaved a sigh of relief when the tyres touched the end of the stairs.I looked up at her triumphantly."There, my box is down," I told her, rolling the wheels as I made my way to the doorstep.As I walked past her, I looked at her face. It’s hard to miss the tears glistening in her eyes. I quickly wheeled the box into the truck of the airport taxi and ran back towards her, and she opened her arms and engulfed me in a warm hug."I’m so sorry, mom," I say, my voice breaking in sadness. I bat my eyelids to blink back the tears forming."It’s fine, baby. It’s just that I’ve waited for this moment for so long, and I can’t believe it’s here," she sniffled, and I nodded against her body."I’d miss
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