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Do As I Say…

Phoebe returned from school, disgusted. “Eighth marriage proposal this week, Mom. This is crazy! Am I really that pretty?” Giselle nodded and produced a basket of old photos. “It’s time you knew. Your grandma was an alien.” “Eh?” “You’re part … Continue reading

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