Chapter Thirty-Five

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After taking a spoon full of pumpkin pie that tastes exactly the same as my Mommy. My whole body quivers. I put aside the silver spoon on my hand and swallowed hard, in the middle of taking the said pie to my system. I could feel myself almost vomitting and my eyes moistening. I peep at the two men by my side. Like before they are still genuinely enjoying this recipe. I wonder what kind of taste bud do they have? "This reminds me of Mommy a lot... her pumpkin pie still taste awful for my liking," I commented. I gasp and wince in pain after I felt a sudden force exerted on my arms. Fallon, that man hit me with his big hands. "Ouch!" I exclaimed. "Mommy would have done the same thing if she heard you say that," he claimed before he take another spoon of the awful tasting pie. Fallon

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