Mr. Burlingame was reserved and professional. Father was his normal vigorous self.Surprisingly, Mrs. Whitfield demonstrated a warmth of heart and ligh...ness of spirit I had never observed in her, as if a heavy weight was gone from her soul. I contemplated Father's comments and my observations of her, especially at Mr. Whitfield's funeral where she shed no tears and appeared to be relieved when his coffin was in the grave.Watching her interplay with Father, I realized they were flirting, and,. As I entered Mom's room, I saw that she was as she was whenI had left; sitting in her chair, reminiscing over her old photos."Mom? Mom?" I called out. "It's me." She turned towards me, a look ofnonrecognition on her face for a moment or two, and then her face litup with the biggest smile I had ever seen her with."It's you!" she cried. "You came! Oh, my dear, dear Paula - it's beenso long!" Far too long, Mom, far too long," I answered, walking across to her,and giving her a kiss on the cheek.My. More

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