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The red head Janet looked at Mandy with a puzzled look. "What is your secret?"
"I won't tell," Mandy smiled, her blue eye's sparkling. "It's called a secret,"
"Please,"
"Fine." she said, "My english teacher is really my father."
"Mr. Donald is your father?"
"Yup." Mandy replied, looking at the red face Janet before leaving.
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