Return to Brewing Impatience
When she returned home, Margaret’s frustration quickly became apparent. “When can we discuss that arrangement, Lisa?” she said after another surprise visit. Tom and I exchanged a knowing look, anticipating this question. “Soon,” I answered, my voice firm. Margaret’s blue eyes narrowed slightly. “I hope that means sooner rather than later,” she remarked. I nodded calmly, preparing to keep our intentions under wraps for a little longer.
Return To Brewing Impatience
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