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Chapter 22
Asa and her nan were more than wonderful. Even though I walked through the front door as a stranger, her nan treated me like I was her own blood, hugging me and giving me a kiss while rushing to make me some tea and forcing Asa to get me a blanket and warm clothes.
"Are you feeling warm enough, child?" She asked me as I wrapped my hands tighter around my mug of tea that I appreciated more now than ever.
I smiled shyly at her and nodded my head. She was sitting across from me on the other sofa as she sat all curled up in her thick blanket with cushions all around her. "Yes, I am, thank you for everything, nan," I said to her. She heavily insisted I call her nan.
She smiled widely at me, coughing into her hand and apologizing profusely, "I'm sor
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