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The seam of the cloth bag ripped as soon as Mrs. Quinn shoved another sweater in. The medium-sized bag was almost overflowing with clothes and food, but that didn’t stop her from continuing to stuff it.
“Mrs. Quinn, this is all too much! You need these for yourselves!” I exclaimed, trying to close the bag before she could bring something else.
The elderly lady swatted my hand away. “Nonsense! You lost everything and have nothing with you. I can’t let you go empty-handed. What if you get cold and hungry in the middle of the forest?”
“I will manage. I don’t want to deprive you and Leo of these things,” I explained, my eyebrows lowering in worry.
Mrs. Quinn shook her head and raised her hand to pat my cheek. “You are like my son. It’s my duty. Now, are you sure I can’t convince y
