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*Warning, this chapter deals with traumatic subject matter that could upset some readers*
We had made it to the last couple of weeks of the summer with very little excitement at the camp. Everything seemed to be running smoothly and Gabriel proudly announced this was his most successful season so far. The house had sold and we had slowly started to move into our new house, though we spent most of our time at the cottage to enjoy the lake on our days off.
“Why are you making a bagel?” Gabriel asked one morning as he filled his plate with bacon and eggs.
“To eat…” I said with a frown.
“You don’t eat bagels” he said looking at me curiously, “Is this a pregnancy thing?”
“No, I don’t, and no it’s not”
“Who are you specially making bagels for?” he asked, annoyed.
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