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God save them from actual cures. Much harder to make money off someone who doesn’t have a problem anymore.
“How dare you,” he said, his voice rising. “A woman telling me what pregnancy is. Who do you think you are?”
“Mrs. Sloane,” Elizabeth said, realizing she did not want to be alone. “You seem to know a lot about babies.”
“As much as anyone can ever know,” she agreed. “They’re selfish little sadists. The question is, why anyone has more than one.”
The results didn’t matter at all. Amanda was his daughter and he was her father. He loved her with all his heart. Biology was overrated.
