"Somwthing dropped inside of her and grew above us. A tiny flame of sweetness and black. For years, in that wild shadow, she smoked and kissed a stray that crossed our window."
When someone dies it can have many effects their mom lost all desire of not living but playing lifes game. It lead her to stand in one spot and smoke starring at the other men passing by wishing she could reunite with her true love
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