The Happy Times
I remembered the time when Leos mother still liked me. She made me meals to eat. She even made the cornhole game bags for us to play in the backyard. She was really nice to me. She wanted us to play sports together. She wanted us to be healthy together. She made food that was full of grain and protein so that we could grow our muscles. She considered me as her second son. I was too happy with her. She made me called her by her first name. She took us everything from the movies to the football games. She was so cool that I wished my own mother would pay attention to me like she did. Her husband, on the other hand, was too busy to even look at Leo. He left the house before everyone woke up and got home when everyone went to bed. Therefore, I had difficulty in recalling how he looked like.
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