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Submitted to Contest #71
I tilt the chair back with my long Olive Oyl legs and I extend myself through the square kitchen opening from the dining room into the kitchen. My Great-Grandmother, Myme is what everyone calls her was cooking up a storm today. The house was filled with various aromas that tickle my nose and convert my mouth into a well of water as I salivate for Myme’s delectable dishes. Myme was not the kind of cook that invites you into the kitchen as she prepares meals. Which is confusing, because how did my Dad become such a great Chef?...
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