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“On the way out, I hug Mum, holding her close. 'Thank you,' I whisper. 'For dinner - and for everything.' Mum smiles and strokes my cheek. 'There's nothing to thank me for.” — Liz Kessler
On the way out, I hug Mum, holding her close. 'Thank you,' I whisper. 'For dinner - and for everything.'
Mum smiles and strokes my cheek. 'There's nothing to thank me for.