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~~A few moments later, after we had settled down and continued watching the news, my mother suggested some hot chocolate. It was a favorite of mine, and she thought it would calm my nerves. I agreed to her suggestion, and she made her way into the kitchen. Shortly after she had dissappeard into the kitchen, a very pungent smell made its way to our noses. My mother's cooking skills are rather appalling, and I’m being kind about the matter, so we look at each other with snickers wondering if our hot chocolate would be crusty and black when she brought it out.  When I reached the kitchen to look for my mother, I couldn’t find a trace of her absolutely anywhere. I started running back into our living room, almost tripping over my own feet, to let my father and brother know that Mother was nowhere to be found.

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