Prolog:
"Hi I'm Pam and this is my daughter Aurora." She said, pointing to a shy little girl in the corner. "Hi. I'm Anna. This is my oldest son, Greg, and my youngest son Niall." Mum said to them. "Hi Aurora. How old are you?" I asked, bending down to her level. "You dalk in a difference voith." She said. "Aurora. Ní Sin deas. Ní leithscéal a ghabháil" {Aurora. That's not nice. Now apologize.} Pam said. "Ach mamaí. Ní raibh mé chiallaíonn sé." {But mom. I didn't mean it.} Aurora said. "Tá sé ceart go leor Pam. Tá mé cinnte nach raibh sí chiallaíonn sé." {It's alright Pam. I'm sure she didn't mean it.} I said to her. "Here, why don't we go catch up while the boys watch Aurora." Mum said. "Umm.. Alright." Pam said as she walked out of the room. "Féin a iompar Rory."{Behave Rory} "So, how old are you?" Greg asked. "I'm tree." She said, holding up 2 fingers. "Here sweetheart." I said, putting up another finger for her. "Tanks." She said, smiling. "Your welcome." I said. "How old are you?" She asked up. "I'm 11 and Niall's 8." Greg said. "Wow. Dats old."
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I'm Whose Cousin? (Part 3)
JugendliteraturHello, my name is Aurora. Rory for short. I'm 15 years old and I live in New York City. My mom's name is Pam. She is 32 years old. It's only me. My father died a few days before I was born. They (My family) says that they held off his funeral, just...
