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It's so clean. Suspiciously so. And it's plain that she can tell.
The girl's mother eyes the counters, wiped clean with vinegar and lemons, and exits the kitchen.
"Good job, Faith. Thank you so much", she says. A sigh of relief escapes the daughter's lips and she cheerily heads to her room. Busted. That sigh could only mean something was wrong.
Later that night, mom raids the kitchen for a snack and decides to do a sweep. Counters and cabinets open, oven investigated, and finally that fridge. Once opened, it reveals an appalling smell. A month-old chicken in the back of the back shelf!
"Faith!!!", she screams, pounding on the door and immediately entering the room. "Come throw away this Goddamn chicken. And scrub that pan!"
But come on. A month old?
That was everyone's fault.
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