‘I knew it wouldn’t be that simple with her. She really wanted me to clean this room, *

Debbie thought to herself. ‘Cleaning again!‘ Cleaning had become her nightmare.

“Grandma, didn’t you say that you Lost that string of beads?”

“Yes, I lost it. That’s why I asked you to find it. One of my ancestors came to me in a dream and told me it’s in here. Go look for it.”

‘Her ancestor told her that in her dream? What a load of bullshit!”

But what could she say? For Carlos’ sake, she decided to be stoic and do as she was told.

The storage room was dusty and crammed with all kinds of things. When she was finished, Debbie was on the brink of tears. But she didn’t find the string of beads. When she emerged from the room, she was covered in dust from head to toe.

enjoying fruit, as well as each other’s company. As soon as she showed her face in the Living room, Megan ordered, “Hey, you, pour me some

her anger, Debbie shot her a cold glance and snapped,

in fake shock, “Aunt Debbie? Why do you

your face is

me? Lying bitch!‘ Debbie

storage room for two hours.” ‘Even if your dead parents

you were cleaning. You

down. You work so hard.” Megan looked at her

she turned to

and bathroom

and said lovingly, “What are

My precious granddaughter will

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