Personal Narrative: Mother

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Today is a dark day for me. Mother has passed away from old age, and I could not be with Mother at her last moments. I am overwhelmed with guilt and sadness.

I will be returning to Brandon for the funeral tomorrow, and arranging the domestic duties which must now fall onto Jessie’s shoulders. Although I love my family, I have already established a home for myself in Regina and won’t be able to take care of Robert. Lindsay will also be coming in from Toronto with her new husband.

It has been a while since I’ve corresponded with Lindsay. However, she recently wrote me a letter that makes me worry about her. According to her letter, she has been an illegal bootlegger for more than 5 years, transporting liquor from Canada to the United States.

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