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Mémère was a wonderful person. She was kind and brave and I was so incredibly lucky to have her, but...
But she wasn’t my mom.
And sometimes I just wanted my mom.
Finally, I got up and started getting ready for bed. I went into the bathroom and brushed my teeth and my hair. Then I came back, brushed Boo, and picked out my outfit for the next day. I double checked my work schedule and figured out what time I needed to get up in order to make it in for my shift. Then I closed my eyes.
I tried to fall asleep, but I laid in bed thinking for what seemed like hours.
I heard a crash, and Mémère let out a string of swear words. She would be working late into the night, I guessed, and I had no idea what she was doing down there.
What was so important that she couldn’t tell me about it?
And why did I have the feeling it wasn’t anything good?
