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” he asked.
I was pureeing roasted carrots for Liam.
I looked up. “I don’t know. What is it?”
He thrust the screen toward me.
Amanda’s post.
“I’ve seen it.”
His eyes sharpened.
“Did you tell someone about the hospital?”
“I didn’t post anything.”
“That’s not what I asked.”
“I know.”
I washed the blender blade carefully and set it in the drying rack before turning continue reading …
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