Tag: Vol. 4
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Dart Etiquette – Ch. 33
The sun had not yet risen when Maeve pulled up. I was on the steps of the Craven’s house with the team. The Tully flowed. Cookie Hill’s bowl was filled three quarters with Grolsch and she lapped it up. The Polito’s Econoline van was in the driveway. The M3 trench knife was back on the…