It's Sunday, which means bread for the Hermans. The bell of the bakery dings as I walk out and down the sidewalk. I've seen the Hermans granddaughter at school, and I have no intention of any association with her, despite how much Mrs. Herman tries to convince me to be friends with her. I dont need someone so flashy around. When I get to the Hermans door, I knock, and hardly seconds later, I hear the patter of feet running. The door swings open, and Im met with a pair of big eyes. Oh... Hey..
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