Mrs Fleer was a like a second mother to me throughout high school years. She hated it when I called her that, and it brought me great joy. She was caring and always accommodated any mischief going on at the Fleer household. I'll always remember her choc chip cookies, her well stocked kitchen and her husky laugh.
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