Grandmother looked up from her knitting at the little girl and the lady. She blinked with surprise and said “Lillian? My granddaughter? I must be dreaming.” The little girl let go of the lady’s hand and walked over to the armchair. She pulled her toys and dress-up out of her travel bag and placed them on her grandmother’s lap. She then placed the address card on top. Grandmother looked down at the items and then at the lady. Then she looked at the little girl. “How did you get here? You’re so little!”
“Do you have any macaroni and cheese?”
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