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Edith Pearson orried about her daughter’s state of mind She had been home for a week now and had hardly left the house Edward said to give her tih a terrible experience and needed to get her bearings again, but Edith knew her daughter, and there was so she hadn’t told them Edith was not one to pry, but she knew Sara was in pain and wanted to help She couldn’t stand it any longer and went into the parlor where Sara sat rocking, wrapped up in Gra into the fire

"Sara, honey," she started

"Yes, Moaze from the fire

Edith sat down on the sofa "Honey, you know that I love you and would never want to interfere in your life, but I’ve been watching you mope around the house since you’ve been home, and I’m worried"

Sara finally turned her head to look at her hter’s eyes with co I can do to help? Wouldn’t you like to talk about it?"

Sara saw the concern in her ht blue ones filled with tears "Oh Mom," she sobbed, "I don’t know"

"Oh, honey," said Edith as she rose frohter in her arms "I didn’t mean to upset you"

"I know," said Sara when she could speak, accepting the tissue herwith me"

Sara looked around the room, all decorated with Christmas ornaments The tree stood in the sahts and tinsel and balls, sorave;che with the baby Jesus, surrounded by the china figures of Joseph and Mary, the three wise les, was all laid out on the drop-leaf table behind the sofa

She should be happy, and thankful that she was safe and at home, but she felt empty inside It was even worse than after the divorce God! That seeo, but was less than a year So much had happened to her since then Damn Rashid! Why did he have to et him?