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Once I got downstairs, I headed to the kitchen and saw Mrs. Rhodes already there cooking breakfast and the smell of coffee filled the room. She turned around from the stove spotting me with a usual smile on her face. "Good morning, dear" "Good morning, Mrs. Rhodes", I returned the smile. "Breakfast will be ready. You can help yourself with the coffee", she said then returned to her cooking. I didn't really drink coffee so I opened the fridge, grabbed a milk and poured myself a glass. I drank the milk as I watched Mrs. Rhodes busied herself with the breakfast. "Do you need help?", I asked, felt bad for the old lady to do this all by herself while I sat here doing nothing. "Thanks, dear but no need. You just sit there and relax", she flashed me a grateful smile. "I'm almost done any
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