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We had been sitting around her dining room table like we had every Sunday for the past three years.
The meatloaf sat untouched in the center.
The old ceiling light flickered.
Rain tapped softly against the windows.
Ellie quietly pushed mashed potatoes around her plate.
She had always been gentle.
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