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Wendy had finished telling her story to the boy and she was satisfied with herself. It had been awhile since she was able to tell a story to another person. She used to tell the most fascinating ones to her brothers John and Michael all the time, but John out grew them and Michael just preferred to play games with John before bed. Wendy didn't have a place with her brothers any longer at this point. She still loved them dearly and often times was their baby sitter.

She had been peacefully sipping at her hot green tea, watching the people pass by. It wasn't anything new, but it often calmed Wendy at times. It was nice to just get her mind off of things and be out of the house, although she had that to herself today. Soon enough she knew she would return home, and she was about to, when she heard footsteps come towards her and she looked up and caught glance at the boy in front of her. He seemed shocked to know that it was her.

"Good morning Peter." She said with a bright smile on her face. "I was hoping I would see you again." She said as she began to get up and wipe herself off, still holding her tea.