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After a few months she became my best friend. I came home. Sue was in my kitchen with my mom. My mom was sitting on a stool near the table and they were laughing and having a good time. I loved the idea that my mom likes her and my mom loved her. I always go by what my mom likes. And I knew who I would marry.

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