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2024-10-29 19:42:56It was no surprise to her that the kitchen was just as grand as the rest of the house. The person that built this house must have enjoyed cooking. Kat never really got the hang of cooking. She could make food obviously but she was more of an expert at take out. She got a cup of coffee pouring and grabbed the keys to go grab the box of pop tarts out of the car.
You’re the mother of the dang year Kat. It is a miracle your kids still have teeth and their health.
She started up the walk way and saw the curtain on the kitchen window fall back into place.
“Well so much for a quiet cup of coffee if that’s Jude.” She took a deep breath and walked up the stairs, skipping every other step.
“Sorry, all we’ve got for breakfast this morning is some good ol’ fashion suga
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