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Author: Kiara Nicole
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Orchard.

Her voice was like music to my ears. There was always going to be a place for a mother in my heart, and mine was no different.

Sacrifices and understanding were all it took. I drummed my fingers against my steering wheel as I drove to the airport. Why didn’t I take my driver? Well, let’s just say I wanted to monopolize my mom's time as much as possible.

There were always too many people around her, and most times, it was little things—little moments like this, picking her up myself and driving her where she needed to go—that counted.

After a few long minutes spent hopelessly in traffic, I pulled up at the parking lot of the airport, brought out my phone, and stepped out of the car.

Once inside, my eyes scanned the crowd of numerous people, and for once—well, maybe not just once, but at least another time in my life—I was grateful for the height God had given me. It was easy enough to spot her.

She was looking around the airport, her phone pressed to her ear and mumbling a
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