'"I'm going to weed the garden aunty!" Little feet pattered across the scalding stone tiles toward the garth, a plethora of multi-coloured vegetation littered the surrounding in a beautiful chaos. The little feet slowed and then stopped on the verdant grass as a mess of ash blonde caught the little gardeners eye, assuming it was some sort of weed led her fingers to tug and pull on the soft spikes. "Oi! Let go o' me you extra!"'
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