Grandma Helen

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Henry shakely walked behind Macklemore. He was nervous out of his mind for where Macklemore was going to take him, as they laced through alleyways and sidewalks. Henry's dad called him five times. Each time, he pressed 'ignore'. 

They reached a little house on the corner of the street. The lawn was littered with cards of well wishes and flowers. Macklemore knocked on the door like he'd been there a million times. An older-looking woman with a baseball bat stepped out. Her eyes widened. "Another one?" 

Macklemore cocked his head. "There's more?"

She nodded, then walked into the house, gesturing for them to follow her, which they did. She led them back to a small shack and unlocked the dingy lock. "You really thought you were the first ones to think to come here?"

The door opened to reveal that it was not, in fact, a tiny shed. It was a huge lair. One fit for a hero. She walked down the sleek stairs into the well-lit room at the bottom. 

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