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Mother’s Day
“I’m honestly surprised my stepmother hasn’t hounded me today to call or write.... Maybe she’s finally accepted my decision to leave home.... It was a rather dreary day today, wasn’t it? Mona and Safyra spent the day back at home with their foster family. And... I can’t find Rudy anywhere.... I’m worried about him, but he told me he needed to be alone today. That poor boy....”
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Meanwhile, Rudolph had made his way just inside the Forest of Forever Fall. He sat with legs folded under him on his knees, wrapped tightly in his jacket with a bottle of vodka in one hand and a faded photograph in the other.
“...Mom.... I’m sorry. I fail you. Every day. I am drinking again, so many people are hurt now. You... Papochka....” His fist clenches the neck of the bottle shakily as his head falls forward. His body is wracked with sobs. “I want to be strong. I want to go back and save you. But there is nothing. And you are gone.... You are kindest woman I am ever knowing.” His voice cracks, falling to a harsh whisper as he pleads, “Пожалуйста ... Пожалуйста, возьми меня на небеса, когда я умру. Я хочу видеть тебя у ворот. Я так сильно тебя люблю, даже если ты не знаешь, что я говорю. Теперь Бог будет держать тебя, мама. Помни что я тебя люблю. Я постараюсь быть лучше...”