It was late, and we were still talking about the Mayans and the 21122012-belief on the way home from picking up Bibik at the airport on December 21st, last year.
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Edrick: Mom, are you sure today’s not the doom’s day?
Enida: Ohhh it’s pretty late now for this world to end. It’s almost midnight.
Edrick: And what’s gonna happen tomorrow if today is not the doom’s day?
Enida: I will have to do laundry tomorrow. And you have to help.
Edrick: Arrrggghhh pickles!
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Kitreena looked at me and I looked at Kitreena. Kitreena rolled her eyes to Edrick’s old curse word. And I knew even if the world came to an end that night, I had my angels with me.
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