Missing pieces: the price of attained peace.
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-Georgette-
[At the same time]
(Friday—5:44 p.m.)
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Standing politely outside the door, Georgette held her box of neatly wrapped chocolate cupcakes gently as she waited for whoever will open the door. When the doors opened, a kind looking elder is smiling as she looked up at her. “Good evening, lady.” In a warm, grandmother tone, she greeted Georgette and opened the door further, revealing a bit of their homey home.
“Hello.” Bowing, Georgette kept her bright smile before fishing up a wrapped cupcake. “I am Georgette. I am living in that house for a while now.” She said, pointing to the pink and white painted house across the elderly’s house. “Please accept this token of greeting. I delayed the neighbor’s greeting
