Beryl looked at Nic, then at Jana, then grinned. "Yes, Mom." Then she mouthed a silent, "Ye-esss!", accompanied with a retracting fist of victory. "Ryshana, you're coming with me, right? Shopping?" Beryl nodded enthusiastically.
Veni, Vidi, Velcro. (I came, I saw, I stuck around)
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