Untitled Part 1

Untitled Part 1

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Winter cuddle closer to Summer. Summer guessed it was bc she was uncomfortable around these new people; but it was the opposite Winter didn't feel unsafe. She felt confused as how she could in a way ....sense these strangers . "You crazy people expect me to believe that you two are our family!" Summer laughed without humor "We don't have a family, we've only had each other since as long as I can remember" she explained the boy looked at her and came close she squeezed Winter closer, he asked how far back can She remember. It made her think, and confused her when a memory of a woman telling them she loved them. This troubled her and by the looks on the boy and girls face they could tell she would hear them out. "Summer we are here to take you home, come, there is much to explain."
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