She had gotten a job making donuts early in the mornings. We would leave the tiny town we lived in and travel to the small town of the University where we three went to school and she went to work. It was the good old days to remember. We were all so very happy, my mother loved to work. Between classes and before and after classes waiting for my bothers and mother to finish their days I would walk all over the little town the University was in. It was my little Garden of Eve.
But the thunder clouds were gathering. Five months had gone by and my father had not joined us. We visited him on every school vacation. My mother knew something was up. She began to have suspicions, doubts of her future. But she never once said she would abandon us. We were her main life from birth, Dad was the dream of her past, the dream of her future once we launched our own lives and moved out. She would not even allow us to worry. Such devotion, such faith, I had to succeed, I owed it to her. She was willing to wage her future for ours.
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