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The After School Chocolate Chip Cookie
In a small rural town just north of Baltimore City, a little girl steps off the bus. One hand grips the railing, the other waves wildly at her mom, waiting at the bus stop. They clasp hands and walk the short distance home, catching up on their days, words spilling easily, love moving quietly between them. When they step inside, they’re wrapped in the aroma of chocolate chip cookies. It is her favorite moment of the day. To her, it is the scent of love. In a single inhale, sh
marlowetlenard
Feb 73 min read
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