A Child for His Best Friend
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was invisible, pulled a folded blueprint fro
home's fl
the study into the nursery. It faces south with plenty of sunlight. Wh
e just discussed which restau
professional books and the th
erase every trace o
y visions of the future an
t and kept planning on his own. "Once
vibrated, the scre
own, soft enough to wring water from. "Laurie? What happened? Insomnia again? D
one to the balcony, his back
"she understood" a
my studio plans, and he
s training trip to nurse his sprained
understanding m
ess still lingered on his face. He saw my cool
e felt stressed and slept poorly recently. You know therapy, right? Swing
fted my eyes
also my career, wanting me to serve
gene
f it concerned someone else. "Have her book a slot.
lit second. He seemed unpr
. "Maeve, what happened to you? So pe
all premarital assets would go to you. What m
erest in arg
ho saw himself as a sa
ed, Eric's patience
tration. "Unreasonable! I ha
the study
d went quiet i
oor and felt unprecedente
me now looked like a cage
ith a message from Ethan. "Your sketches and gea
all evening finally lo
ething welled up, b
and replied, "Th
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