Weekend.
Early morning.
The sun had just begun to rise, bathing the bed and floor in golden light and infusing the whole world with a gentle warmth and vitality.
Sabrina was up before anyone else. After a quick breakfast, she headed straight to Jocelyn’s house to see Lennox and Yvette.
They knew she was coming.
The moment Lennox and Yvette spotted her at the door, they charged over, shouting, “Sabrina! Sabrina!” Their innocent grins were as bright as spring flowers in full bloom.
Only here could Sabrina truly relax.
She knelt down and opened her arms wide, welcoming the two little ones as they barreled into her embrace. The three of them chattered and laughed as they made their way upstairs, already plotting out their morning games.
Jenna was in the kitchen, busy with the housekeeper, preparing lunch.
It wasn’t until the mouthwatering aroma of food drifted up from downstairs that the trio realized it was time to eat.
“Lunch is ready!” Jocelyn called out in her clear voice.
“Lunch! Lunch!” the two kids echoed, grabbing Sabrina’s hands and dragging her downstairs.
Today, Jenna was in charge of the kitchen. She had pulled out all the stops, making several of Sabrina’s favorite dishes.
When Sabrina stepped into the dining room, she was greeted by a table overflowing with delicious, beautifully prepared food. Just the sight of it made her mouth water.
She reached out to ruffle his hair. “Thank you.”
Lennox was such a thoughtful kid. He even remembered exactly what she liked to eat.
Back in Cloud Village, she, Jenna, and Lennox used to head into the woods to hunt for wild rabbits. Times were hard, and meat was a luxury they couldn’t afford. Fortunately, they could sometimes find wild game to put on the table.
She remembered once catching a plump, fat rabbit and wanting to bring it home as a treat for everyone. But Lennox had insisted she leave it in the woods, solemnly explaining that if they brought it home, his father would end up eating it all, and they’d never even get a bite.
Clever as ever, Lennox had already prepared all the spices they’d need to roast the rabbit right there in the woods. That day, the three of them feasted under the open sky.
Looking back, those days were painfully lean, but also the happiest and most carefree. Back then, all they worried about was how to fill their bellies.

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