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Chapter 41 by Spation Spation

Cheer him up?

It's not a Happy Meal, but...

Oz gave him a pat on the shoulder, Juan slightly winced from it.

“C’mon, where’s your spirit, Juan. I got us all the best combo meals they had. I doubt you tried any of this stuff before.” Oz said with a loud voice.

Juan was surprised how friendly and oddly Oz behaved. He wanted to think that what he had seen at the mall was just a trick of his mind. After all, the man was still as casual and friendly as always. But what about his wife’s tears then, he thought immediately after and sunk back to feeling depressed.

Oz opened the trunk in the meantime and told him to come help out. Juan’s hands were loaded with all the shopping bags they got from the clothes store and the toy store. Oz, meanwhile, took care of the bags from the restaurant and left a hand free until he locked the car via remote control. Right after, he pressed another button on a keychain and the garage door, together with the large gate on the front began to close up.

Juan was absent minded until he saw the large contraptions move at the press of a single button. He thought it was magic at first, but then realised that the only magic at play here was good fortune and modern life. A life of comfort which he had only seen on television or heard of from friends or rumors. Oz opened a door leading inside to the house and briefly signalled to Juan if he was coming or not. Juan snapped out of it once again and hurriedly moved to Oz with all the bags in his hands.

Hungry?

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