

2. I awoke, and began to walk downstairs. On each step were two markers, the same color but different brand/style/size. I arrive in the dining room, surprised to find the family friends that just left our house on their way to Australia. Their parents tell me that their two daughters missed us so much that on their way back home to Texas, the girls wanted to stay with us another week. How a month in Australia became 2 days (which, may I remind you, is not enough time to fly there and back. Must've been a Narnia type thing.) I don't know. My mom was making pancakes like she did the morning the departed and I thought, "Wow, they must really like pancakes."
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