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disbelief. “The pantry in this house contains ingredients worth more than some restaurants. And you want supermarket staples?”
Brooke turned.
“I’m not here to impress food critics. I’m here to feed a little boy.”
Constance’s eyes narrowed. “You are very confident for someone without credentials.”
Brooke shrugged. “I’ve been cooking for people who actually continue reading …
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