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Archer Warrick: February 22nd,20XX

“Watch your step!”

It was a large car; it was inevitable since it needed to fit four kids and an adult into it, so I understood why Aaron naturally moved to help Eva out of her seat and onto the floor. What I refused to understand was why he tried to help me out.

Yes, I was small for my age, but I was also the second youngest. I just needed a bit of time to catch up.

I dodged his arms that were outstretched to lift me out of the car and onto the floor. It was a fancy and large car, so the wheels put the platform about two feet off the floor. It was larger than average, but I could make the jump without breaking an ankle as he feared.

His thoughts still occasionally invaded my head, not much I could do about that. But it wasn’t as annoying as possible