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Someone died there
SOMEONE DIED THERE.
Daniel visited Lillian the next Monday too,he said he loved the last session he had with her.
" Teacher, do you always wear flats? He pointed at her black flats.
"Don't you wear heels?"
"I do,why do you ask?"
" I don't remember seeing you wear one,are you sure you wear heels?" Daniel opened the pack of biscuit he was holding.
" I really do wear heels, they are just difficult for me to walk with. At this rate,you'll be the only who eats the biscuits,even the juice too." Lillian laughed.
" I gave my sister the juice"
" is that all you did?" Lillian asked Daniel
"You only told me to give it to her and we don't even talk!" He stared at the orange juice on the table.
"Try to say something next time"
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