As he pulled up, he saw her. She was smaller than he remembered, her hands calloused from years of tending to the earth that fed him. She didn't see the famous singer; she saw her son. She offered him immediately. She asked if he was getting enough sleep . She brushed a bit of dust off his jacket.
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