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“Where? Oh, I found it!”
We ran, making sure our mother followed behind. The owner of the sweet shop was a middle-aged woman, an Omega. She looked a little younger than Martha, and her body reeked of sweet sweets.
“Welcome, my dear. What can I get you?”
“Chocolate ice cream! And strawberry ice cream too.”
“Me too, and hot chocolate too, please!”
We said as soon as we were seated at an empty table, and Mother, who was seated next, ...
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