"There is your mother to pick you up." Miss Jeanette pointed out the window. My mother had a large bundle of packages. I took the small package to help her, and we went out the door. I waved goodbye to Miss Jeanette. The wand was carefully tucked between my arm and side. My mother didn't notice that I had the wand. As I looked back, Miss Jeanette was smiling at me. I liked Miss Jeanette. She was kind.
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