Twenty-eight
Eve
“Morning, Mom. Morning, Dad.” I greeted as I walked into the kitchen. “Hey, Nathan.”
“Morning, dear.”
“Morning, sweetie.”
“Hey.”
They all chorused in unison as I poured some coffee from the jug into my cup.
“How's Katy doing?” Morning asked, the concern in her voice evident.
I gave a slight...
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28. Twenty-eight
29. Twenty-nine
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