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of scene Victoria had never bothered to build because she preferred her motherhood abstract and flattering.
“You’ve made yourself comfortable,” she said.
Brooke turned then, wiped her hands on her apron, and said, “Comfortable is kind of the point.”
Victoria’s mouth thinned.
“You work here.”
“I feed your son.”
“I am his mother.”
Brooke’s eyes did not move.continue reading …
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