Mia Linder

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Kath’s hair was short enough that Lily could see the tips of her ears now, the pinkness of her skin darkening, like color coming into a rose. Lily knew she was blushing too, but for an exhilarating moment, she didn’t care. “Yes,” she said. “Yes.”
Last Night at the Telegraph Club
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