112. The wrong Target-2

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Sage pulled out a chair and Martha put pancakes in front of her. "Eat.. you'll love it." Sage picked up her fork. "I can help." "You can help by eating what I just made." Sage smiled and took a bite and Martha leaned against the counter. "So." Sage swallowed. "So?" "What's making you glow like that?" "Nothing..." Martha gave her a look. Sage immediately looked down at her pancakes. "I just woke up happy." "Liar." Sage laughed. Martha pointed at her with the spatula. "Your brother left last night and he dropped some shining light on you right?" Sage's smile softened. "Yeah." "And our little Sage came back with him…if only he could stay." The fork stopped halfway to Sage's mouth and her eyes became glossy, Martha noticed. "Oh, sweetheart." Sage shook her head quickly. "I'm okay

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