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Jean's been staying with Peter and his aunt for a couple weeks now. She has to say, it's not too bad here.
"There we go." May grins at her as she turns off the sink, wiping her hands on the towel Jean had been using to dry dishes. "We make a pretty good team, don't we?"
"See?" Sara whispered, handing Jean an ice cream cone. "We made a good team."
"Yeah, we do," Jean replied, grin wide as she ran after her sister, away from the ice cream truck.
"Yeah." Jean swallows around the lump in her throat. "We do."