“Maternity,” she said, “has been our undoing. Her softly intertwined fingers became rigid. Once I banged on the door so hard I split it in two. The gun flew from his hand, clacking on the floor. “John, of course I forgive you if it is what you need from me. Cocked hats and buckled swords spoke of rank. The Idle Apprentice.
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