"Ma, I've met someone," he clasped his hands together, his fingers fiddling. "I can tell," she stopped her knitting and looked up at him with the most curious of eyes. She gazed upon her son as his face was bright, his heart was warm. "And who is this girl?" "She's special, ma. I'm gonna marry her one day, but not yet." "And why not yet, my dear?" she smiled. "Because, ma" he clasped his hands together and gave her the biggest smile. "She doesn't think she can be loved, and i'm going to prove to her that she can."
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