"Amy? Amy! There you are sweetie!" The voice of my mother wrapped around me and invitied me into the warm house as I ran to her open arms, completely soaked. She held me close, "Come home honey." I placed my soaked head on her shoulder and allowed her to embrace me tightly. No matter what life threw at me or how terrible it seemed, there was one place I was always welcomed and that was in my mother's arms. We walked into the house and automatically she was stripping my tunic off and throwing a blanket around me.
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