Good morning, sunshine. Em rubbed her eyes and opened them slowly. Elsa was sitting on her bedside, with her back guarding Em´s yet soar eyes from the bright sunshine. First day of the school break, no rush getting up, she said with a soft voice. They just stayed as they were, looked out of the window, branches dancing, light flowing in green from the leaves, filling them up. After a while Em slowly turned over to Elsa and Elsa smiled. To Elsa that was her cue, she enthusiasticly asked, what Em would like to do and that she had an idea of herself. The morning market
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