(This Story Currently Has No Name)
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Last published Mon, Apr 11, 2022
*** This story is a published work in progress, so I will end up going back and changing a few things that don't fit in when I finish the story. If anything changes, that is why.
Barbara, a middle aged woman, has recently lost her mother. She is rather indifferent to this loss, as she has never really felt much for her... That is, until she finds a diary that leads her to see her mother in a whole new light.
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