The Wife They Buried: Now Watch Her Rise

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. Things have changed. You can't be 'Sarah Hay

hit-and-run,

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fortable, shift

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urse

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quick mental

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n about an hour, when sh

smile touch

about it," she whis

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rp sound star

for the faint glow of

ten minute

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ss

metallic in her han

of heav

the bed, a predatory

hissed, her voice venomous. "Mark still

an invalid, you might as well look the part.

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