Got the installment done after all:D In between baking lemon meringue, chocolate cream, cherry, key lime, peach and blueberry pies (no pumpkin, no one likes it here). And before we start the homemade breads:)
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Bailey Bradford
Chapter Eighteen
A stressed Adal was heartbreaking. Dorso rubbed his chest as he watched Adal staring out the living room window. Worry, fear, anger—Dorso could feel all of those things coming from Adal, or perhaps he was empathizing more than he’d ever thought...
Published on November 21, 2012 13:32