Death of a bachelorette

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"Mom?" I look around the room. It's dark. 

"Mom, where are you?" I see a dark figure. It was dad. He was supposed to get ready for the wedding. 

"Pumpkin, come here." I look up at him. 

"Yeah?" I walk towards him.

"Mom left." 'What?'

"When will she be back?" 

"She isn't coming back. She went to heaven." 'She's gone? Dead? But... What about the wedding?' "You're going to live with me now."

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