Their faces had bite marks that were hers. But stand by and hear such things said about my late mistress’s daughter, I won’t. They were exquisite. Blue haze had settled beyond the black silhouettes of trees, graduating to the deep violet that began the night sky. The path he had selected conducted him to his mother's humble dwelling. " He patted her hand. How I envied those kids whose Moms picked them up when they got hurt or sick! I fainted in Gym Class when they made me climb the rope. You must forgive the poet’s license I take. But they were old enough to start remembering you as mother, and we cannot have that.
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