‘Come home, little girl’

That moment when you call your mom at 6:30 p.m. to say you’re probably never going to make it home … and certainly not in time to eat the dinner she so lovingly prepared for you … and her voice is so weak as she says “Come home, little girl” and you wonder if it’s the last time you’ll ever have the chance to hear her voice … or whether you’ll be lucky enough to have this same conversation tomorrow.

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