Amber Brown The day dawned gray, matching my mood perfectly, though that no longer mattered. What I felt, or failed to feel, made no difference to my reality, which was far bleaker than I ever wished to endure or believed I deserved. My life had been flawless; I had no cause for complaint. Yet, in the blink of an eye, everything changed dramatically. In the span of what? Days? Hours? I struggled to rise from my bed, knowing it would be the final time I lay upon its comforting embrace. Slowly, I made my way through the room, savoring its familiarity while it remained mine, until I reached the window to gaze upon the garden outside. Perhaps, I thought, I might glimpse it again in days to come, but the likelihood was slim. Descending the stairs, I found my mother seated on the couch, her eyes vacant, lost in contemplation. She, no doubt, was far more bewildered by the events that had transpired than I. "Good morning, Mom!" I called her attention, trying to sound upbeat. "Have you pack
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