Chapter 11
“If it isn’t Danielle Riley, all grown up,” the boisterous voice of Sylvia and Finn’s best friend joked as he walked into the house in his black winter coat and dockers, his four year old daughter, Olivia, on his hip and his seven year old son, Colby, walking next to him.
I rolled my eyes at Jason...
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Chapters
1. Chapter 1
2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4
5. Chapter 6
6. Chapter 7
7. Chapter 8
8. Chapter 9
9. Chapter 10
10. Chapter 11
11. Chapter 12
12. Chapter 13
13. Chapter 14
14. Chapter 15
15. Chapter 16
16. Chapter 17
17. Chapter 18
18. Chapter 19
19. Chapter 20
20. Chapter 21
21. Chapter 22
22. Chapter 23
23. Chapter 24
24. Chapter 26
25. Chapter 27
26. Chapter 28
27. Chapter 30
28. Chapter 31
29. Chapter 32
30. Chapter 33
31. Chapter 34
32. Chapter 35
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