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She had a spatula, a remote, and some plastic cups for toys and I smiled thinking about our little spoiled brat back home with all her barbies and tea set toys.
“Are you having fun?” Mr. Uwir asked me while I sat and played with Shyalah.
“Yes. Thank you so much for inviting me Mr. Uwir.” I said, just as his wife sat beside me.
“Ivy. Our grandmother can read palms if you believe in that stuff.” Amira, a beautiful raven haired woman in her late thirties, said to me.
“Thanks, but I’m too much of a coward for that. I mean I know I’ll only be anxiously living my day to day life wondering when her predictions are going to come true.” I said and Amira laughed, shaking her head.
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