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“Yeah, me too!” Ellie raised her hand and said, “I dreamed about Mommy and Mrs. Berry too. In my dream, Mrs. Berry woke me up in the morning, and Mommy was making hot cross bunnies in the kitchen.”

“I remember the hot cross bunnies Mommy made were a little salty.” Jamie felt a little dispirited all of a sudden. “If they ever come back, I promise to eat all Mommy’s salty hot cross bunnies and uncooked mac and cheese and drink her watermelon juice that smells like onion.”

“Me too.” Robbie raised his head and looked at Zachary. “We might be young, but Mommy and Mrs. Berry are always on our mind.”

“I miss them very much too.” Zachary rubbed Robbie’s head. “Don’t worry, Mommy’s going come home soon.”

Henry had once said children would not remember anything that happened before the age of three. The triplets, he believed, would forget who Charlotte was and embrace a new mother in no time.

ones had never forgotten Charlotte. They

coincidence for the little one to dream of their mother when she had

seeing the woman at the car park,

saw Cynthia standing next to his car with a lot of gifts. She instantly smiled the

pulled his hand away from

who was playing his Rubik’s Cube, wondered why they stopped walking. But upon seeing Cynthia, he, too, froze on

in their direction and gave all the gifts to the

gifts, but after seeing how sincere and delighted

smiles and gestured with her hands. “All of you are elementary school pupils now.

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credentials were why Henry chose her to

unable to speak. More

not know what else to

can go home now.” Zachary responded with