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Chapter 51

Author: Hallie Shoemaker
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Grace waited a beat, recognized a dodge when she saw one, and didn’t press. She cut a strawberry into quarters with unnecessary precision. “Fine,” she said. “But if you say timing or strategy or family, I’m going to stab the centerpiece and call it performance art.”

“Noted,” Sasha said, and hid a
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