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2024-10-29 19:42:56Annie and I throw ourselves at Amanda when she arrives at the door, almost making her fall back as she laughs.
“You people should not kill me o,” she says before we pull away.
“I was already planning how I'll come to your house and beat you up if you don't show today,” Annie says, and Amanda chuckles.
Just then, Amanda's parents arrive at the stairs with the rest of her bags.
“Good morning, sir. Good morning, ma,” Annie and I greet as we hurry over to help them.
“God bless you, my children,” Amanda's dad says as they leave the bags for us.
We take Amanda's bags to her room and come out to meet her parents — since she said they had something to say to us.
“First of all, I want to thank you two for what you're doing for our daughter,” Amanda's dad says. “As a parent, I'm ashamed that I can't even provide for my own child and have to depend on you two.” His eyes water,
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