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We played a few rounds of glass chess while little Wendy played cards. “What is that, anyway?” Theresa asked, nodding at my drink.
“It’s an Italian Soda, mixed with a little Orange and Cherry flavor. You want to try some?” She nodded and I gave her the rest of my cup.
“Wow.” She said, “That’s very sweet.” Wendy looked up sharply at her mother, “No, I’m not talking to you.” She said, bending down and picking her up.