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PROF. LAKEWOOD
I bite back the tongue lashing that wants to pour out from my mouth when I notice how comfortably seated the three are on my front porch chairs. Their presence already dictating the reason for their visit, one I wasn’t in the mood to deal with.
My speed lessens and I internally groan in detest. “If you are looking for him,” I curtly state once I’m closer to the three, “He’s not here.”
“Mommy? Can we go inside?” Killan asks skipping on is toes, “Super why has started already.”
“I know. Just a minute,” I reply ruffling his head. My eyes turn to the three whom I neither have the time for greetings nor the urge to extend my
