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They say that blood is thicker than water， that our relatives are more important to us than others. Everyone was so kind to the old lady on her birthday. Surely her daughter would make an even bigger effort to please he? The Present It was the old ladys birthday. She got up early to be ready for the post. From the second floor flat she could see the postman when he came down the street， and the little boy from the ground floor brought up her letters on the rare occasions when anything came. Today she was sure the would be something. Myra wouldnt forget her mothers birthday， even if she seldom wrote at other times. Of course Myra was busy. Her husband had been made Mayor， and Myra herself had got a medal for her work the aged. The old lady was proud of Myra， but Enid was the daughter she loved. Enid had never married， but had seemed content to live with her mother， and teach in a primary school round the corner. One evening， however， Enid said， Ive arranged for Mrs. Morrison to look after you for a few days， Mother. Tomorrow I have to go into hospitaljust a minor operation， Ill soon be home. In the morning she went， but never came backshe died on the operating table. Myra came to the funeral， and in her efficient way arranged for Mrs. Morrison to come in and light the fire and give the old lady her breakfast. | 
