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Kagome felt thankful for all the heavy books school has forced her to carry throughout the years. It made the task of carrying large potato baskets easier than expected. Aunt Midori's store was small but you did not need much when the population was about twenty people.
"Kagome, will you be a dear and help Kaede with her bags?" Midori peeked out from the front door, an apron on and large secondhand plastic bags in both hands. "She lives just down the street but her back isn't what it used to be."
"Of course!" Kagome answered, nodding towards her aunt before taking the bags. An elder woman exited the store with a small cane in hand. Over one of her eyes were an eye patch.
"Oh dear." Kaede said, a soft smile on her dry lips. "How lovely to see you again. Kagome, is it?"
Kagome gave her a nod, switching the hold of the grocery bags to one hand and wrapped the other around Kaede's elbow.
"I'm glad to see you again. I did not think you would live so close." The young girl spoke cheerfully, careful to not drag the aged woman into her own preferred phase. "I thought perhaps your home would sit on the hill rather than in town."
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