When the Ice Queen Thaws
Chloe. My daughter was a strong swimmer, her small form cutting c
e boomed, his voice grating
her opportunity. She turned to
rodigy. A real performer.
her attention ba
nt man. Why don' t you show him a trick? Do a n
lled with confusion and fear. The high dock was at
d. The word w
d onto the lawn, positioning mys
y property. I' m telling you for the last
e vanished. Her
position to te
o I' d assumed were just part of her loud entourage, stepp
. I tried to push past one of them. He
fidence restored. "Mike would be thrilled if we landed Big Ric
dock where Chloe was now trying to climb o
r voice sickly sweet. "Just one litt
ed for Ch
" I snarled, struggling aga
ury rising inside me. This wasn't about a l
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