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"Dwead?" what a strange word. It had a finality about it, a suddenness. It was a harsh word, one that Gemma did not want to hear again, and she did not care to learn what it was. "When wull she be back?"
Layla closed her eyes, and lowered to Gemma's height. "Well, she's not coming back..." She sighed. "But, I am your mommy now, okay?".
Immediately Gemma stopped in her tracks. Her mind clouded with horror as she turned her head sightlessly, searching, seeking, but never finding. Not coming back! Tears began flow, she could feel their hot touch upon her cheeks as they rolled, rivers of pain, down her muzzle. "Dat's like my mummy!" she whimpered, backing away. "Dhey all leave! Why do dhey all leave? Will you leave, too?"