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“What is all that?”
Kendra stumbled a few steps through the door to strip the bags from her shoulders, heaping them at her feet. Her wild mane of hair spiraled out from her head in fat curls, making her presence seem larger and farther reaching. Beneath the layered straps of the many bags, Sidney could make out the meticulous business-casual attire of Kendra’s work day, her badge plastered against her somewhere beneath the web.
“Oh, girl,” Kendra huffed, “don’t even ask. Kids. It’s kids.”
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