“Julia has always loved the kitchen. And food. Good thing he looks strong.” Her mom spoke to Jules while patting me on the chest. Jules sucked in a sharp breath. “She keeps me well fed.” “I’m sure she does. I’m glad she’s making enough for you both. Have a lovely time this weekend.” That was one of the weirdest conversations I’d had in a long time, but rich people do what rich people do. It was like she was speaking in code and I didn’t have the translation key. Someone interrupted, pulling her away, and she went on hugging and kissing other attendees. Jules spun around out from under my arm
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