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It was 10.00 pm, the darkness had taken over the woods making it impossible to see the trees. It was raining outside, the thunder was echoing thorough out the woods and every 4th minute a bright light struck making the trees visible for a few second. Except for the lightning there was only a little candle that was burning inside of a brown, little house in the middle of the woods. It was the only light inside the house, the only thing that made it possible for someone to see anything. Because of the darkness outside the candle could be seen a few meter away from the house, making the house look like a safe place . All thought the people living in the house were not expecting anyone to actually see the light and they were most definitely not wanting visitors. The wind was howling and the rain was pouring. In the house sat a woman reading a book called "A lady's place" whilst sipping on a cup of tea. She once or twice every tenth minute walked into her daughter's room to check up on her and to make sure she was still sleeping. She then sat down in the couch again, opened her book and enjoyed her tea. The weather did not bother her and why should it? She was inside, inside of her worm home. The sound of the rain made her feel cozy, she sighed and walked into the kitchen where she got herself a piece of pie. The weather brought back so many memories from her childhood, so she wanted to stay up for as long as she could and just listen. She sat down by the window with her pie, she smiled as she took a piece. A memory started appearing in her mind. 

"Sweetheart, come on

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"Sweetheart, come on. Stop moping around, she'll be home sooner than you think!" 

Eva's father placed his hand on her shoulder. She turned around and looked at him, she was scared but at the same time she was very happy that he was there. All though she missed her mother very much and she wanted her to come home. Father had told her that mother had to stay at the store due to the weather. There was a big storm coming and her mother thought that she'd make it to the store and back in time. She did not, but Eva sat by the window hoping that she would and hoping that she'd bring her back a big, red rose. 

"She'll be back, I want to see her when she comes through the gate. I'll sit here and wait." 

She said, turning around, facing the window again. Her father sighed, Eva was a very determined little girl. He went out to the kitchen, his wife had left an apricot pie in the refrigerator. He took out the pie and cut up two pieces. One for him and one for Eva. He walked back into the living room where Eva was still sitting. He sat down next to her and gave her the piece of pie. She smiled and nodded as she took the plate. She took a piece and then turned to her father. 

"How long do you think she'll be?" 

Eva's father smiled, he had a very kind smile that made you feel all worm and fuzzy inside. He stroked her hair as he answered:

"She might not be home until tomorrow, flower. The weather is only getting worse." 

Eva looked out, focusing her eyes on the gate. She was sad and worried. 

"Why did she have to go and get that stupid drink again? She knows that it's ruining our family. She knows that I don't like it when she drinks, yet she can stop." 

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