Charlene and Renew settled onto a worn park bench, their next move weighing heavily on their minds. With a deep sigh, Charlene pulled out her lunch, stomach grumbling. Grandma had packed her favorite—turkey and cheese with mayo, sweet pickles, sliced tomatoes, a sprinkle of salt, pepper, oregano, and a drizzle of extra virgin olive oil on a soft roll. A classic Lay’s bag sat beside it. She grinned, popping a few chips into her sandwich for that perfect salty crunch.“Yum, so good! Grandma is awesome!” she squealed in delight, taking a big bite. Between the lip-smacking, finger-licking, and crunching, Renew’s voice rang in her head. “We really need to work on our table manners.” Charlene rolled her eyes, cheeks stuffed. “Sorry, I haven’t eaten since last night. I’m starving over here.” “I’m aware,” Renew said dryly. “Just don’t choke yourself.” The voice carried a smirk—if that were even possible. Charlene swallowed and chuckled. “That’s right, we are one,” she joked, lick
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