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MIXED UP
I reach my old apartment and will meeting Rosa there for family dinner, it’s Lena’s first day back in town after long months she’s been traveling the world. I knock the door and a three and half years old girl opens the door for me, that was little Alison. “Woah… hi honey!” I greet little Alison and hugs her before I get into the apartment. “Hello aunty” Alison replies. “Where’s your mom, honey?” I ask. “Right there” Alison says as she points her index finger to the kitchen.
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