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The afternoon sun slants through the old oaks, dappling the lawn in gold and green. The scent of grilled meat and cut grass hangs thick in the air, mingling with the laughter of cousins chasing each other past the picnic tables. I'm leaning against the porch railing, a half-empty lemonade in my hand, watching my mother argue good-naturedly with my aunt over the potato salad recipe. My daughter's pink balloon drifts lazily near the flowerbeds. Then the iron gates groan open, and a sleek black car glides into the driveway. The engine cuts, and the door opens. She steps out, and the whole backyard seems to hold its breath. Her gaze finds mine instantly, a small smile playing on her lips. Our daughter breaks the spell, her voice cutting through the chatter: "MOMMYS HOMEEEE!!" You start walkin…