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dish towel she was holding.
“Richard,” she said, calm and lethal, “I said no financial discussions.”
“This concerns my granddaughter.”
“No,” Savannah said.
Everyone looked at her.
Her hands were folded in her lap. Her face was pale, but her voice was steady.
“No, it doesn’t,” she repeated. “It concerns you wanting me to be scared of Aunt Claire helping me.continue reading …
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