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Tich Chu followed the beautiful dove to where it was now drinking from a cool stream.


Once again he begged his grandmother to come back to him, but she said that she couldn’t. Tich Chu sat down and burst into tears upon hearing his Grandmother’s words.


As he sat next to the bird, drinking from the stream, Tich Chu realized, how dearly he loved and needed his grandmother, and wished ever so hard, he had taken better care of her.

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