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... lf an hour later, the car finally came to a stop.
Scott Harris walked around to the side and opened the car door, “Ms. Clark, hand the little Miss over to me so you can get out.”
“Okay.” Enna Clark passed Gigi to him.
Giselle Lawrence was nothing like the other little girls who would cry wah-wah when taken away from their mother’s arms. She was just fine, still wrestling with her lollipop. Even as a child, it was apparent that she would grow up to be a tough girl with a l ...
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