My Neighbor Spent 30 Years Working at a Daycare to Raise Two Sets of Twins — Their Birthday Visit Moved the Entire Town to Tears

at the chipped bowls, and insisted on making tea.

“I’m Irina,” I told her once we sat at my half-unpacked kitchen table.

“Miranda,” she replied. “And if anyone on this street gives you trouble, you send them to me.”

I laughed because she was so small and soft-spoken that the idea seemed impossible.

Then she raised an eyebrow.

“I mean it.”

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