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| Last night I noticed a book outside the door to my room. I just assumed that my mom had found one she thought I would want to read and left it there for me. |
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| I waited until this morning to bring it in and just tossed it on the bed while I was getting ready for church, still not paying much attention to it. |
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| There was some cardboard sticking out of the top and I thought maybe she had come across some stickers or something that she wanted to send home with me. I opened the book and found two gas gift cards instead. My first thought was they had been forgotten in a drawer or purse (gift cards were a frequent reward for meeting her quotas when she worked at the bank). |
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| Then I saw the message at the top...only one person I know writes like that (and it isn't my mom). He may not say much, but he knows how to get his point across...and apparently how to make me cry. |
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