Uncle Vincent

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Soft soothing music played in the background but I was anything but calm. The dining table was filled with people, blue eyes…brown. White haired. Most of them had eyes on my but the rest if the were busy chatting with each other, there were a few of them that I remembered their faces from the wedding but the rest if them were still unknown to me. Micah and Connor and the twins were on the table as well, as usual I was seated in between Blessing and Success. “What is it like in Tetmo?” Blessing asks, it was the third day since I had gotten to know the girls and I have finally learned how to identify them. Blessing had slightly darker hair with a few dustings of freckles on her cheeks while Success had flawless skin but a tad but shorter. If Micah had not pointed it out for me about a few

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