SheilaI stood frozen as soon as I heard her voice. It sounded just as I’ve always known and I couldn’t bring myself to face her again. “Sheila…” she called again, her footsteps echoing in the distance as she drew closer to me. I knew I’d have to see her when I came here, but never really anticipated how I would feel or anticipated the heavy emotions that would laden my heart.Four years should have been time enough to forgive me for how I left things with her, but here I was, still struck by guilt over the things I said, and the things I didn’t get to.Slowly, I garnered my courage and turned towards her, my heart slowed to a beat, afraid of the way she might look at me.But without saying a word, Samantha continued towards me and then threw her arms around me, “I can’t believe it’s you. It’s really you,” she cried softly, her vision blurring with tears.“Hi Mom, it’s me,” I replied, trying to keep my tears away.“Wh-what are you doing here honey? And what about your brother, did h
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