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Chapter 8

Author: Celia Hart
last update Last Updated: 2021-12-13 11:33:10
LUCY

It was well into summer and hot as hell. We didn’t have central AC in our house, so we relied on window air-conditioning units. It also didn’t help that our gas oven was old and baked the entire kitchen every time I went to use it. Today I was making cookies to put in a care package for Luke—something I had done weekly for two years. I chose today to bake because it was my day off but was now regretting my choice as I unstuck the front of my shirt from my wet body. We were in the midst of a heatwave, and I felt as if I had just showered, sweat dripping down my face and back.

I, with all my brothers, still lived at home. There were seven of us living in a small, old four-bedroom house. My parents had five kids that they had to support on just my dad’s modest warrior salary. That’s why everything we had was old and in need of updating. Our windows were drafty, and many of the tiles in the bathroom and kitchen were cracked and in need of repair.

I was the middle child and the odd
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Wairata August
And chapter 9 is on repeat also
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Wairata August
why is chapter 7 Lucy repeated in chapter 8 just wasted 36points reading the same chapter what a waste
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