Prologue

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"Mum I'm home" she flinged her bag on the white couch. "Dora that isn't necessary, i'm just fixing our luggage remember we are going to New Orleans tomorrow" Hilda said "Mum  don't mention that again. Am tired of hearing it, but think of it I'm old enough to live alone. You could go to New Orleans alone and I can stay here. Am eighteen not eight." She said getting milkshake from the refrigerator. "You are still a kid dear and a not leaving you in Olives alone "

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