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My mother returned home, she had looked at me with a sort of distorted smile. I smiled back at her, I down at my bowl of blackberries as I ate them. On my left was my phone. It started calling, it was my mother calling. I picked it up, "Hey, just want to let you know I'm 10 minutes away can you put the pizza in the oven?" she hangs up. I look up at my "mother" her mouth started getting wider and w... » Continue Reading