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Chapter 7

Casaandra’s POV

I wake up later that evening and prepare to go back to work. I should probably be worried how routine and mundane my life has become but I have come to not care, I have Lydia to worry all about it for me.

“You are a twenty-year-old girl in your prime, you should get out more!”

The woman is always nagging me about something, if she was not my only friend, I would have probably avoided her like Gerta.

I stuff my uniform into my bag and head out the door. The first person I encounter is Gerta with another plate of…is that supposed to be pie, “Miss Casaandra, I am so happy I caught you. You see I felt a bout of inspiration this afternoon and baked this, I got the recipe from my Nigerian friend. She says it is called meat pie.”

“Oh, that sounds amazing and it would probably taste great but I have to get to work,” I say trying to side step her but the old woman blocks my path. Come on granny move!

“You just have to taste it, I need your honest opinion,” she pushes the plate
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