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A way to break the spell...
We sat in the kitchen laughing and crying tears of joy for I couldn't tell how long. I soon found out that the marvelous scent I felt from the minute a came close to the house was the apple pie Grandma was baking. She actually walked into the kitchen as soon as Kira and she entered home. She wanted to surprise me with something sweet and delicious, I genuinely loved her adorable ideas…
I waited for some mysterious solution they supposed to find while traveling around the world, yet I didn't want to rush them. I enjoyed every second of spending time with both of them. Their presence was the best remedy for my troubled and aching heart.
“Luckily, you remembered to fill the fridge with food. Otherwise, we would have starved to death, we completely ran out of money by the time we came home,” Grandma burst out laughing.
“You should have said something! I would have sent you money!” I called agitated and worried that she and Kira could suffer from any discomfort wh
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