That night began with a text from my brother: “Mom fell again.” My heart sank, and without hesitation, I booked the earliest flight home. By evening, I was at her side, helping her settle into my house. At dinner, Mom smiled warmly, squeezed my hand, and whispered, “Thank God someone finally cares.” My brother’s fork…
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