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Egypt asked with a pout as she stared at the simple breakfast on the table—just eggs and fried rice.
I let out a deep sigh.
"That is yummy food. It’s your favorite, remember?" I said, pointing at the plate—the same breakfast she always used to ask for.
But she only pouted more.
"What I meant, Mommy... is, isn’t there any breakfast from Uncle Alpheus today? I really love the pancakes they always bring."
I paused, my spoon halfway to my mouth, and glanc ...
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