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As I put my things away, I wondered what my mother wanted to talk about. ‘Did she know I wasn’t with Tracy,’ I thought. I shook off the thought of her knowing and not barging in on us. When I had everything put away I texted Tracy that I was home and that I would call her later. She replied that she wanted all the details. I shook my head and thought about telling her only the highlights unless she pressured me. As I entered the kitchen I asked, “What do you want to talk about Mom?” “Sit down,” she said grabbing a glass of water. “Do you want one?” I shook my head and sat down. I watched her sit and felt extremely nervous. “Well I think we need to talk about Jeremy and what’s going to happen this week,” she said after taking a deep breath. I sighed not wanting to talk about anything having to do with Jeremy or the coming trial. My mother not deterred in her desire to talk, began to tell me what to expect and how long she thought the trial would last. As she talked, my mind wandered.

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