“Seems like I’m just in time. The pumpkin pies are still warm,” he said to his boss with a smile.

But just then, he saw the paper planes Mark had been making and he pursed his lips.

Mark neatly arranged the paper planes and smiled at him, “Okay then.

I’ll have some of your pumpkin pies.”

But Mark only actually took a Little bite.

It was not more than a spoonful.

After putting it in his mouth, he put down the spoon because he felt sick.

narrowed his eyes and looked

really want to go back home and have a family reunion,” he

Angela’s Library

you will,” Peter cheerfully assured him. But he

could ask him about it, Mark’s phone rang. It was a call from

around 4 a.m. in

he didn’t say or do anything. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the

misses you,” Peter urged in a low

broke into

silly boy,” he

It was an

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