I took a few minutes rubbing her clothes with my hands and crying into mom's blouse. I cried for awhile there, until my tears dried. I know, I can see...mom anytime I want, but it's not the same as seeing her alive. She may have the same memories, but she is now no longer my loving mom, she is now Sarai the Lili. Composing myself, I started to turn the folded clothes around and shifted the hanging clothes. Nothing. I checked some other places, including dad's closet. Yet, it was nowhere to be. " Jean please." The dumpy woman with the ready smile took my hand and shook it. "It makes me feel old to be called Mrs. by someone as old as you. I'm only forty-one for heavens sake!" Okay Jean, I'm here and I'll do what I can to help. No need to worry about paying me. I sort of figured it was to be voluntary work or mother wouldn't have suggested it." I couldn't help smiling at the woman clad incongruously in blue overalls wearing bright yellow rubber gloves and a red headscarf. There were. More

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