单选题What did mother do with her daughter’s letter asking forgiveness?AShe had never received the letter.BFor years, she often talked about the letter.CShe didn’t forgive her daughter at all in all her life.DShe read the letter again and again till she die.
单选题
What did mother do with her daughter’s letter asking forgiveness?
A
She had never received the letter.
B
For years, she often talked about the letter.
C
She didn’t forgive her daughter at all in all her life.
D
She read the letter again and again till she die.
参考解析
解析：
根据倒数第二段末尾“…a photo of my father and a one-page letter folded and refolded many times.”可知母亲把作者给她的道歉信读了一遍又一遍。
根据倒数第二段末尾“…a photo of my father and a one-page letter folded and refolded many times.”可知母亲把作者给她的道歉信读了一遍又一遍。
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