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“Hey, babe. Where were you? I
was worried. It’s unlike you to be late.”
I groan. "Mommy duty. I had to get
everything sorted for the weekend. Sam
will be babysitting the girls. Willow can’t
wait to hang out with Daphne."
"Lucky you. Come take a seat." She
pats the backrest of the chair next to her
as she finishes up straight, ironing a
woman's raven mane.
