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The boys had asked to stay with their father for another week, apparently Evan had come into some money recently and the boys were enjoying living the lap of luxury. It hurt Genieâs feelings, but she couldnât fault them for wanting to live how the other half did for a while. It was quite lonely going on the second week on her own, however, but she tried to focus on herself and work. Sheâd been for a ride early in the day and completed all of her chores, so now, she was cozied up on the love seat, the fireplace warming up the brick living area of Willowâs rest with a good book. A knock on the door drew her from her rest and she got herself up, fuzzy socks sliding across the floor as she shuffled to the door. âWell hey!â She grinned, poking her head around the door, tugging on the long baggy shirt she wore slightly. âCome on it, let me change quickly. I wasnât expecting visitors.â











