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J.R. WardBesides, the mhis that surrounded the compound could scramble anything from GPS to Santa Claus.
J.R. WardShe nodded, wondering why couldn't she have been named Mary. Or Sue. Butno , she had to be nine-letter Elizabeth.
J.R. WardI suppose this is for the best," Blay said into his shoulder. "You can't cook." "See? I'm so not Prince Charming.
J.R. WardShe did nothing to try to control the shakes that rattled her body,and didn't attempt to stop herself from crying. Tears left both of her eyes at the far corners,slipping out and flowing over her temples.Some landed in her ears. Some eased down her neck and were absorbed by the pillow.Others clouded her vision,as if they didn't want to leave home.
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