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Chapter 50. The Mud Didn’t Work
Edison kissed quickly on her cheek and opened the door, “Bye, Abby, it was really great to see you tonight.” He would miss the train if he kissed her deeper. “Wait, I haven’t got your number. Here,” She gave her phone to Edison. She was determined to have much more fun with him in the future. While Edison was typing in his phone number, Abby said, “Call me whenever you need anything.” “That’s what I want to say to you, Abby. Bye.” Edison got off the car and walked into the hall without turning back. To make up his sleep deficit, Edison was sleeping all the way on the train. It was about breakfast time when he got back to the village. As soon as he stepped in the door, he shouted, “Mom, Sabrina, are you having breakfast? I’m starving.” Noticing her son’s tired face, Fiona took out the
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