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“What do you mean, Jess? Don’t tell me you’re going to bail on your godmother duties.”
She gaped. “Wait, what?”
Kathie giggles. “You’re going to be our babies’ godmother. You should be at every party.”
“Me? A godmother? You guys, I’m the worst influence around children.”
Audrey snorted. “That’s ridiculous.”
“Yes, ridiculous.”
Jessica puts down the nail polish. “Do you realize with this foul mouth around,” she gestured to herself, “your babies’ first words might as well be ′fuck’?”
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