Knock, knock. The second knock made Ma get up from the sofa and went to the front door.“Oh, Aaron,” said Ma, quite startled with Aaron's presence at her doorstep during the hour. “Umm… Evening, Mrs. Heard.”From Ma's view, Aaron was not looking quite good as he looked drunk. She looked at Harry, who was behind Aaron with a raised brow. Harry just shrunk his shoulders, not knowing their intention of coming here. “Umm... Can I meet Jeanne?” Asked Aaron politely, trying to stand still even though his head and body were still aching from drinking too much. “Well, I'm not sure about that.”
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