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The atmosphere felt tense and the wind from the windows chilled the apartment. The windows rattled, momentarily distracting Deloise from her mother's gaze.

It didn't take long before their eyes reconnected, each trying to read the other's motive. Deciding to take the softer approach, Deloise finally spoke. " What is this, Mom?"

" Pick it up and open it dear," Esther replied tenderly