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8. Fights

Walking in my house and being blessed with the scent of steak, I silently chuckled as my stomach growled lightly; maybe ice cream at the diner was not fulfilling enough. My father waved at me as he watched the nightly news and not long after I shrugged off my coat, hanging it, did my mother yell for me.

"Where were you?" Stir

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