Rachel

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“You know, depending on what they got under the togas. Take the skin boat to tuna town, or maybe play a few friendly games of cornhole. Stash the wand in the chamber of secrets. Bake the potato, butter the biscuit, toss a hot dog down the hallway. Ugh. Now I’m hungry, and not for peen.
Fallen Feather (The Forgotten Angel, #2)
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