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... agrant smell filled the kitchen. Dinner was almost ready, and for once, I was actually looking forward to it.
"Okay, what’s with the face?"
I jumped, the knife slipping. My older sister, Olica, was leaning in the doorway, a laundry basket on her hip and a smirk on her face. "You look way too happy. It’s weirding me out."
"Shut up," I said, my heart starting to calm down. "I’m just making dinner."
"Uh-huh," she said, not buying it for a second. She walked over and ...
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