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Home For The Summer
Derry’s POV. We arrive in Doranna’s garden and Mickey surges ahead to see Gran. “Mickey wait,” I say, reaching out to pull him back. “b***h, you are delaying my cookie eating. What's wrong now?” he huffs. “It’s just… She was really mad at me last night, I’m worried this is not going to be a pleasant trip,” I admit. “You know she’s always mad, right? I’d be more worried if she was in a good mood. As long as there are cookies ready then she is fine. If there are no cookies, then we can panic.” “Okay,” I sigh, feeling less than confident. Mickey opens the front door and I follow behind him. “Hi Gran,” he calls. “Oh, so you’re alive?” She grumbles from her armchair. “Of course I am, I feel just fine. I’m not that easy to kill, you know?” He laughs. “Is that so? Because you were kn
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