"Donations"
Today, two high school girls knocked on the door and asked for canned goods. (I just realized that they never told me what they were for, I just assumed they were for charity. It might’ve been their dinner.) I said no problem and shut the door to go get some “donations” for these girls, and as I rounded the corner to the kitchen, Savannah ran through the house saying, “Not the clam chowder.”
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