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My Sister Humiliated Me at the Ball Until I Let the Countdown Speak for Me

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me. Which told you, if you were listening for it, where the actual concern resided.

I looked at her for a long moment. Then I bent down, slowly, with the patience of someone who has been patient for the entire evening, and reached not toward her but toward the table beside us. I picked up the wireless microphone that had been set out for the engagement continue reading …

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