It was a Tuesday morning when I got the call that would flip my world upside down. Mom was gone—just like that, and I knew it’d be my brother, Jake, who’d come to her rescue in the end. I could almost hear her saying, “Always look out for your favorite.” But that’s not what I came to find out. No, her last words were for me. And trust me, you’ll want to hear how that played out.
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