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pancakes with the kids.
For one sick second I just stared at her.
Then I went in smiling so hard my cheeks hurt.
“Who wants lunch out?” I asked.
Then I went to the bank.
Ava looked up. “Can we get fries?”
“Yes.”
Ben gasped like I had offered him a pony.
Grace frowned. “I thought I was making—”
“I know. Thank you.” I kept smiling. “I just need to get them out continue reading …
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