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MARGO STEVENS WALKED INSIDE HER HOUSE, rolling her suitcase behind her as she waved goodbye to the Barbers. The now, slightly tanned, redhead closed the door softly.
"Mom?" She called out, rolling her suitcase further into the house. "I'm home!"
Margo heard footsteps from the stairs. Looking up, she saw her mother Melissa, hair in a messy bun, walking down the stairs with a huge smile on her face.
"Baby!" Melissa cooed, walking towards her daughter.
Margo let go of her suitcase as she wrapped her arms around her mother. "I missed you so much, mom."
Melissa pulled away from the hug, kissing her daughter on the forehead. "I missed you, too. Come on," She grabbed onto Margo's hand, pulling her towards the couch. "How was Mexico?"
Margo sighed, reminiscing the beautiful sunsets, the warm breeze, the ocean, and overall spending time with Jacob. A smile crept upon her freckled face.
"It was amazing! Mexico was so beautiful and warm. It's everything I remember dad telling me about."
Melissa tucked a strand of Margo's hair behind her ear and gently cupped her face. "You know, your father really wanted to take you to mexico for your sixteenth birthday?"
