PREVIEW
... child waits for a guest—No. Rory had established a forward operating position at my front entrance with the tactical commitment of a Navy SEAL staking out a high-value target, except instead of night-vision goggles she had light-up sneakers and a yellow sundress that screamed I am five and I will destroy you with cuteness.
Dark curls in a ponytail that had surrendered to entropy about three hours ago.
Vibrating at a frequency that suggested her tiny body was co ...
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