Alice shifted uncomfortably as her aunt and grandfather started arguing about something that seemed far too complicated for her head to comprehend—that or she just wasn't in the mood to listen. She preferred the later.
The girl glanced nervously at her uncle across the table who just sat and sipped his cup of coffee like this happened every day. Alice couldn't understand why he was this calm—his wife looked as if she was ready to rip his father's head off and all he was doing was sitting back and read the morning newspaper.
Alice straightened in her spot as she let out a quiet sigh that had...
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