Cale Trash Of The Counts Family นิยาย & เรื่องราว

My face stayed blank as I tossed it straight into the trash. "That one was hand-knit by my mom. This piece of crap doesn't even come close." Elmer frowned when he saw the scarf in the bin, then sat down beside me. "I know. But the dead won't come back, Moira. What's gone is gone. Risa didn't mean any harm, and it was you who pissed her off first, wasn't it? Come on, don't be mad." He reached out like he always did, trying to pat my head.

"It's not a big deal." She smiled against my chest and patted me on the back. "I'll go get the trash bags." Four large, black bags later, the two of us lugged the heavy plastic down the stairs and into the garage. Hensley stopped in the kitchen, waving me on. "I'm going to grab a duster. None of that stuff upstairs has seen a rag in ages. Why don't you start organizing the books into piles?"