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She sat in the cafe, looking through the window to rainy weather. She was meeting someone that she had only known at birth.

Her mother.

She'd been able to contact her online, flying to England, seeing her at last.

She still had her photo tucked away.

Then, she saw her.

An elderly lady.

She got up, tears swelling, as she ran to greet her estrange mum.

Her mother fell into her arms, sobbing.

"I'm sorry I wasn't there for you."

"You are here now..." her daughter cried back, standing there in the embrace. Tears shed like years.

Like the years...

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    Drew Martyn over 1 year ago

    Absolutely brilliant, I can't rate this highly enough - superbly constructed, moving and a phenomenal start with that second sentence. Love it!! :)

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    Aishling over 1 year ago

    Thank you so much! :)

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    Neville Hunt over 1 year ago

    This is very moving Aishling. And one knows that there are so many others in the same boat... and these days, with ancestry records widely available, there are so many more instances of heart wrenching reunions. Beautifully constructed as Drew has said.

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    Aishling over 1 year ago

    Thank you :)

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