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I wake up to a woman laughing. It was just last year when my step-mother passed away, not even enough time for the grass to grow over her grave and my step-dad is already dating another woman. I hear a song playing, it's my step-mother's favorite song, and I hear the woman laugh again-- she sounds so familiar. I get out of bed and I open the door, the music is louder, the scent of my step-mother's favorite recipe wafts through the air. I pass by the coat rack and see her favorite scarf, pink silk, s... Show more