“You sound like a poet,” Mr Casfield said. “When mom died, I hated Juice because I couldn’t bare drinking one that wasn’t made by her. One of her hobbies was making my juice. But I just realised how stupid I was to hate something that won’t get affected. It is not as if hating the juice will change its form or make it bring back my mom”

“So what made you drink it again,” Mr Casfield asked. “Because I realised that, I won’t get back what I had lost. And life will move on”. “What if not drinking the juice keeps you satisfied”. “How dad”

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