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“My apologies! You must be Mr. Larkin!” Merritt laughed, altogether amused by the woman’s enthusiasm, Sadie’s blanching, and the bright shade of red swallowing Hulda’s face. She blushed so easily. “Something like that.”
Heir of Uncertain Magic (Whimbrel House, #2)
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