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Chapter7

Back at home, Isabella sneezed during her cartoons. Mary felt her forehead.

"No temperature."

"Just had an itchy nose," Isabella said with a sweet smile.

Mary playfully pinched her cheek. "Maybe your mom's thinking about you."

"Of course she is!" Isabella stuck her chin out proudly.

Keys jingled at the door. Mary went to greet Emily.

"Hey Emily."

Emily had fixed herself up in the car, so nothing seemed ...

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