Malone, however, burst out laughing, unable to hold it in anymore. And Crushek just ate his cake. “It’s all right, Daddy,” Lizzy replied, pushing a plate toward her father. “She just knows I’m right.” Dee-Ann reached over and took the plate of cake Lizzy had cut for her father, knowing full well it would annoy the hell out of her. “I still say we drop her off at the pound,” Dee-Ann told her mate after a few bites of her cake. Again, just to annoy her child. “She’s still small. Someone will take her.” “Yeah,” Crush said around his own cake, “but they’ll only bring her back.” Lizzy narrowed her
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