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A few hours went by, waiting, thinking and sitting at the door, when Ginger started
looking around on the floor for a stone, a rock, a stick, anything, when she found some
stones that she used to rub against the door in impatient and futile efforts.
“Give it to me.” Haanz took them from Ginger making her sit, and sparked up a fire
crackling them together.
“A blue door.” Ginger now said with amusement as the space lit up with fire. “Is this
possible..?” She now started feeling it. “A door back to where i came from?” She looked at
Haanz for answers now.
“What if we can go back to my home?”
“And do what?” Pristly asked her in the coldest tone. “Have dinner with your Papa?”, she
said shrugging.
“Well, maybe we could bring him here.” Wobbly spoke now slightly happy with the
possibility.
Chapter 18
