Laying the Plan
Mrs. Bernadette filled my bowl with soup and placed a garlic bread on top of it, as well as Bailey who was in her room at the moment, changing her clothes. Her mother sat beside me and sipped her coffee. Her eyes were covered around with dark patches. I guessed she was working much too. After a while, I heard the door open and Amber went out, bringing with her some clothes, hanging on her left arm. She was now wearing her pajamas. Her wait was in a messy bun and she also had washed her face. She handed the clothes to me and directly said, avoiding eye contact with me. “Here. Just burrow them for tonight. I don’t want to get you sick.” I slowly grabbed them off and thanked her. “Oh, by the way, Mom. She’s staying here for tonight. We need to do our project.” She told her mother. A sm
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