Sarah Ziemann

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was talking about the will.” She licks her lips, her eyes skittishly moving around the crowded room. “What about it?” “Well, now that we’re engaged, maybe it’s best if we write each other into our individual wills. You know, just in case.” “In case what?” My jaw hardens. “Anything happens.” “Define anything.”
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