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So she stopped eating,stopped sleeping.
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The neighbors started talking
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afraid she might do something to herself,I guess.
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that's good.
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Anyway,about six months after Jeannie's funeral,
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this golden retriever comes padding up our driveway,
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walks right into our house,sits down on the floor,
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and looks right at my mother there on the couch.
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And my mother looks back at the dog.
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After about a minute of this...
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them both staring at each other like that...
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my mother burst into tears.