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Crystal sat at the end of her grandmother’s bed. Singing her legs back and forth in a somewhat bored state. She loved her grandmother Lori, as most 6-year olds do. She had a very close bond with her, and today was very special. Had told her to look away while she finished wrapping her birthday present. While Crystal was swinging her legs back and forth she looked into the mirror above her grandmother’s dresser. She loved that she had inherited her grandmother’s eyes. At one angle they were green, the other blue, and head on they were both. After a little bit longer of waiting Lori gave a slight attention-grabbing cough. R