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I knocked on the door and my grandmother was standing there with one hand on the doorknob and one hand holding a spatula. She laughed as I smiled and I gave her a hug.
I said, "Can I help?"
She said, "Sure!"
I got a spatula and an apron and we started cooking supper. We set the table with the napkins, so neat.
When grandpa got home, the house was clean. |
