When Mili opened the door, she found that thing. A package it is, wrapped in brown paper. Every year it reaches at her doorstep, never misses. Mili opened the package and there it is, a beautiful knitted little sweater. And a handnote, "Wherever you are my child, stay happy. Momma loves you."
Mili wipes the tear, and she utters, "come on momma, your child has grown up."
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80 years old, Ms Madeline Harris was returning to her home. Like ever year, She left that sweater in her daughter's grave. It's her birthday afterall. The gravestone says, "Mili Harris, gone too soon, never forgotten."
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