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He was nervous

That was okay, because I was nervous, too

I was nervous that shit was going to hit the fan, and I was going to do or say soet me into trouble Or worse, Laric into trouble

See, there was soot mad

A switch is flipped, and all of a sudden, ht be better off not being said or done

There was this one tiotten there, they’d misspelled ‘dad’

Who the hell misspells ‘dad?’

Obviously, the dumb chick behind the cake counter, that ho

So when I asked her to redo it, she’d throall-eyed fit and pretty much refused to do it at first

It was only when herto me act like a lunatic because the wolish, or she would’ve written it correctly, that the cake was remade

Needless to say, after her getting fired for fucking up ht’ve carried it a little too far

But she’d insulted s that were very important to me

And today, I alking into a den of vipers that possibly had a kidnapped little girl in their midst Not to mention there was a wo to admit it to anyone

But I’d seen his face when he’d told me that story Told me that his mother had kept hione wistful for a few short seconds How he’d thought his life may have been a lot different than it’d ended up

“Try your best,” he murmured

“Yes, try your best,” Lynn said, proving that, like , too

I snapped ht I add, was laughing silently

The big toot

“Please remember your manners, ladies,” Lynn said

“Why are you warning us, and not theue

“Because yourin which you all lack When it comes to your men or children, you don’t seem to practice your patience”

He had a point…