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Darren entered his house and smiles as he can smell the scent of his grandmothers scent. The sting of his loss still occurred, but he carried on as he knew she'd want. He sighed after a long days work, and entered the kitchen, opening the window a bit to let the nice cool air draft enter the house. It cooled his heated skin and he smiled as he checked in the fridge for what he may or may not be making for dinner. As the door opened Darren realized today was the day he needed to run to the market place for food and sigh heavily as he went to put his hatchet in the coat closet. He then checked his wallet to see if he had enough cash for the small amount of food he would ration for the next week. he walked out the door and locked it behind him.