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... ust to be safe. I had no idea which kind Georgia would like, but I wasn’t about to risk disappointing her.
I couldn’t ask Wendy since she left as soon as she gave me her cart full of cleaning supplies while I was waiting at the cashier.
When she finally reappeared, I was done loading six boxes of donuts into the car, and her frown hit me like a punch. "Where have you been?" I asked, more sharply than I intended.
"ATM," she sighed. "I was going to withdraw from the house f ...
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