Aashvi

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She closes the trunk and wraps her arm around my shoulders. “I’m sorry, Samantha. I tried to order another one yesterday, but it was too late.” “That’s okay.” I feel my lower lip start to quiver, so I bite it hard. “But I have something extra special for you. I want you to pick out anything you want from the gift shop, okay? And I mean anything.”
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