She crooked her finger. The last piece was Scheherazade. CHAPTER XVII. The subterranean level of the Diedermayer house was fully bedecked with every luxury known to mankind. With the extra seventy-five pounds she had put after birthing her final son, Steven, her knees weren’t in good shape to be running up and down stairs all day. I HAD to.
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