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Thirty-one

“Oh, my! Avery! It's been so long!” Mrs Foster wiped Avery’s tears and kissed her cheek. “Oh god, you're wearing nothing!” she exclaimed and quickly ran to her car to bring a coat, who must have belonged to Damian, and put it around her shoulders. “You should cover yourself, or you'll catch a cold.” she scolded her.

Avery smiled because she was happy to see her again. She was grateful to still have someone to scold her, and someone who would care for her instead of her late parents.

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