Ellie loved orange juice.
I put it in the cart.
Then looked at the price again.
Took it out.
“Grandma,” Ellie said.
“What?”
“We can get the water kind.”
I looked at her.
She was seven years old.
Seven.
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Ellie loved orange juice.
I put it in the cart.
Then looked at the price again.
Took it out.
“Grandma,” Ellie said.
“What?”
“We can get the water kind.”
I looked at her.
She was seven years old.
Seven.
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