Chapter 121 Low Profile

DESIREE

"Join in?" Derrie wheezes, hauling herself back onto the windowsill by the curtain tassel. "Desiree. Sweetheart. No."

"Why not?"

"Because you'd trip over your own wings before you reached the first marker. You walk like someone carrying a tray of eggs through an earthquake."

"I do not."

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