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The next morning, Palmer woke up before her parents to make some breakfast. She grabbed a wicker basket and some utensils with plates to put them inside.
Humming along while cooking, she finally got the egg sandwiches ready and homemade raspberry iced tea. She also washed two apples in the sink and put them in the basket before closing it tightly.
“Someone is up early. Where are you going?” Daisy asked as she walked into the kitchen and looked at Palmer’s fixings on the table.
“I’m having some breakfast with Christopher at the lake,” Palmer replied, taking the basket and holding it against her as she grabbed a hat and some sunscreen in case she needed it for him. <
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