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The door swings open to reveal an attractive woman who has to be in her 30s or so wearing a rather hot dress. Judging by that outfit and the house’s interior, she much be pretty rich.
“Oh! You’re that boy who I see walking around the neighborhood from time to time,” she says. “I’m Ms. Clinton, but you can call me Leah.”
“Hi...Ms. Clinton...” you say, not expecting this woman to be so beautiful. “I live across from A-Jenni! Yes, Jenni.”
“Are you alright? Why don’t you come in?”
You head into the kitchen with her. You are shocked you never knew a hot woman lived here.
“Do you live alone?” You blurt out.
“Yes...” she says. “My husband died a few years ago. He was very well-off so...that is how I keep things moving around here. I might go find a job soon, though. I have a degree in teaching from from the state college, so perhaps I could end up at a school soon.”
Wow...she’s so nice! You asked a very disrespectful question yet she answered it with so much grace. And then it hits you why you don’t know her: changing Addilyn must have had a butterfly effect and caused her to now live here.
“So... what brings you to my abode all of a sudden?” She asks.
You freeze. What are you going to do?