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Weeping Mirror By Cornelia Nicole De Alwis As he turned around, he smiled at me and said, "Katie, could you please pass me that bottle of water?" I placed the bottle in his hand and he thanked me. As he went back to concentrating on his driving, he took a sip out of the bottle. "Daddy, can I wind down the window?" I asked. "Sure, honey." he replied and turned off the air-conditioner. I wound the window down and the wind blew in my face and hair so wild that I could barely keep my eyes opened, but it felt good. The smell of green grass and spring flowers filled my nostrils. My heart was at peace. Daddy turned on the radio and made the moment perfect. It is amazing how little things can create wonderful moments. Taking in another whiff of fresh air suddenly, I heard a gasp. The wind started...

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