With the extra seventy-five pounds she had put after birthing her final son, Steven, her knees weren’t in good shape to be running up and down stairs all day. For the first time that day, she was finally able to look into his face. “Your coffee’s too good to refuse. “He looks as though he did, at any rate. ” “But your dinner!” she protested. She spoke slowly. Not I. But come in, dear.
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