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Elodie blinked her large eyes.
“Do you know what my grandson said to me at that age?”
What did he say?
“That little brat, with a face round as a steamed bun, asked who I was and why I was in his house.”
“...”
“No matter how little he was when he first saw me...”
Edmund, his cheeks slightly reddened, muttered under his breath.
“...Please stop. I’ve heard that story at least twenty times now.”
“Then hear it ten more.”
Ha ...
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