Oh, how we drift away from our friends. And the ones back home play remember when
Daisy entered the room with a small smile. She had been feeling unusually odd for some strange reason. Maybe she had come down with a cold from the winter weather. "Good morning, Professor Marchand!" Daisy greeted. Heading to the refreshments table she helped herself to some hot chocolate. She sat down near the front of the classroom and looked up noticing the pretty assortment of bubbles.
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