国图HER FATHER'S HOUSE

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One  day  when   I  was  four  years  old  ,  a  girl  in  school  told  me  that  my  mother  was  not  my   real  mother .  Your  real  one s  dead ,  she  said.   Is  it  not  strange  that  I  cannot  remember  what  explanation  my  father  gave  me  when  I  ran  home?   I  only  remember  that  it  is  raining  hard.   I  was  wet  and  at  .