When robots cry

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Date = 4 April Four days passed and I still feel cold at times. Place = San Francisco (Enrique’s home) But at least I’m back home. POV – Aria As soon as the minivan rounds the corner and disappears from view, I stop my enthusiastic waving. “Thank the holy cows,” I mumble and walk back into the house. I love my sister, but after everything that’s happened, I desperately need a breather. So I’m very grateful that Deimos and Haley, along with Alejandro and Noah, are taking the kids on this road trip to San Diego, stopping at every attraction along the way, including Disney Park and Legoland. I heat some water on the stove, waiting for it to boil so I can toss in the spaghetti. Maybe a good bowl of pasta, a glass of wine, and some quiet time with Enrique is exactly what I need to sort

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