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“Mom, Dad?” I pulled the screen door open and went into the home I’d grown up in.
“Mornin’ baby girl.” Mom came into the living room with an apron on. “Isn’t this a lovely morning? Look at that sun. And can you smell the scent of autumn that’s just around the corner? Oh, I can’t wait for the first cold breeze to blow through our door.”
She was so happy. Telling her would be hard. I didn’t want to spoil her great mood. “You cooking breakfast?” I followed her into the kitchen after I dropped my bag by the door. It was then I realized that she hadn’t asked me where Jett was.
But I wasn’t about to say anything about it. Maybe she thought he’d come later. I didn’t know, and I wasn’t in the mood to spoil her mood.
“I have some wonderful things going on in here. Eggs, pancakes, sausage,
