“But you know, the grass isn’t always greener on the other side.” Everett waited expectantly for him to say more. It soon became apparent that there wasn’t anything else. “That’s it?” he fumed. “That’s your advice?” “You want more advice?” “Yes I want more advice than the nothing you just gave me!” Uncle Henrik held his hands up in surrender. “Alright, alright. How about this.” His voice grew wistful and nostalgic. “When I met your Nanay—” “Seriously?” “Let me finish, let me finish,” his uncle assured him magnanimously. “When I met your Nanay, I knew she wasn’t my scent match. But she liked
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