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Author: Lexusstar writes
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LEILANI

"Why are the both of you looking that way?" Malcolm and I asked simultaneously.

Melinda looked like someone that was chased by a bulldog. Her hair is so messy, that I feared there might be a probability that Sienna came back with the wrong Melinda, but then looking at Sienna I'm speechless. If Melinda's look right now is bad, Sienna's is worse. Hair scattered like a madman had pulled it, one of her footwear was missing while she held the other grinning sheepishly with her hand around Melinda's shoulder. I gaze at Melinda again, I couldn't look away, I hadn't noticed that she wasn't wearing any footwear the first time I looked at her. Still frozen at a spot, I watched as Malcolm raced towards them and began to examine Melinda.

"Can someone tell me why the both of you are looking like you were chased by a bulldog?" I asked quietly, too shocked to yell. This is the first time my daughter is looking this way.

"We got into a fight," Melinda said and looked away, smiling sheepish
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