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Chapter 13
I wake up the next morning with a smile on my face. Since it was Sunday, I decided to lazy about. I did a few house chores.
A few hours later I was already breathing hard, after cleaning the entire house.
Bryson was upstairs still asleep and Uncle Tyson was taking a break today so he was also sleeping.
It was still a little early so I decided to take a shower before coming back downstairs to make breakfast.
Deciding to make something simple today, I went with chicken and bacon pasta. Few minutes later it was ready. Going up, I banged on Bryson's door, "Breakfast is ready pickles" I said walking away without waiting for a reply, smiling at the familiar nickname he oh so hates. He was already up,
Bryson loved eating pickles when we were younger, but now he loathes them. Always pulling a face of disgust whenever he sees them. I then decided to start calling him pickl
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