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But with each day, she unspooled a little further away -- rolling over, eating food, sitting, walking, screaming., "Go away, Mommy!" -- the crimson thread connecting us unraveling more and more as she wandered out into the woods of the world. [ .... ] before I knew it, they would be off on the other side of the woods and I would long to tug on their crimson tether and call them tumbling home.