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I was emptying the dishwasher when Amy knocked at the back door. 'It's open,' I yelled. Amy was our next door neighbor. She'd been a friend of our family's for five years, and she and my mom were particularly close. Amy had really been there for her when my parents got divorced and my dad moved out. She was always dropping by. She brightened up the place.

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As I sat in the window seat watching the rain and the wind causing waves on the normally still lake, I could only help wonder at how the weather reflected my mood. Yesterday had been gloriously sunny and calm and everything had been good in my life. Now my heart was broken and my emotions were threatening to drown me in a torrential downpour from which I could find no shelter.

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