Beverly: Chapter 23
The next couple of days passed in a blur, or more accurately a storm, with me in the foulest of moods and my daughters both doing their best to stay out of my way. I knew I was being awful, I just didn’t know what to do about it so I stomped around playing at being the grumpy middle-aged mother, taking Missy for long walks in the fields around the villa…
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