Book Review – Get Off My Case (Stockton Wolves Book 1) by Lisa Oliver #Review


The first 20,000 words of this story were published as a free read for the Goodreads MMRomance Group Love’s Landscapes Project. 49,000 words have been added to make this into the book my characters wanted it to be.

Shane West was used to being the only wolf shifter at the Stockton Police Department. His enhanced senses helped him do his job efficiently and he prided himself on keeping control of his animal instincts. Gay from the first day he’d shifted, he also expected to live his long life alone, and provided it meant that he didn’t have to come into contact with any of his ex-pack, he told himself he was happy. And he was. Until Dimitri Polst was assigned as his new partner.

Confirmed ladies man, Dimitri Polst knew Shane from before he’d ever shifted into his wolf form. Two years older and from the same pack, Dimitri had made it his teenage mission to bring as much pain and humiliation to pretty-boy Shane as possible. But eight years later, he searched for that pretty boy, now all grown up, with a completely different mission in mind.

Being fated mates was hard enough, but when one man is straight and the other one has no reason to trust, then sparks are bound to fly. Add in a serial killer who is making inroads into the gay population and a possible shifter involvement, and Shane and Dimitri have a lot of thing to overcome before they get their HEA.

My Review

I read this when Lisa released it for the Love’s Landscapes Project. When I saw she’d expanded it I One-clicked straight away.

This story like all of Lisa’s has funny moments and serious ones. I swung between wanting to hug the MCs and wanting to slap them upside the head. Dimitri had a lot of issues to work through and I think Shane had a lot more patience than I would have had in his situation. I would have definitely made Dimitri grovel a lot more than Shane did.

Of course, there is a HEA at the end and the reader meets a few new characters along the way that leave you wanting to know their stories as well.

A highly recommended read 🙂

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Monday Update

It has been a long time since I did an update, but hopefully, I have finally got everything sorted and can now get into a routine.

News first:

I have a new book out with MLR Press called The Alpha’s Perfect Mate. The release date crept up on me and, so I didn’t do a cover reveal. I hope you have a chance to check it out. I am aware of the mistakes in the blurb on Amazon and the MLR website, but I can assure you those mistakes have corrected inside the book.

Next news is my friend and fellow member, Emi GS, has a new poetry book out Summer Tulips and it is entered in a competition on Amazon. It is FREE on KU and reasonably priced if you aren’t on KU. All purchases/borrows/reviews/ratings count toward the competition so please give the book a look.

Blog updates.

I have worked out a new schedule for my blog so that there is something new almost every day. Now, as everyone knows, things happen so this schedule is only a guide, please don’t hold me to it. Of course, any new releases will force a change as well.

Mondays will be a general update.

Tuesdays will be a review day for books I’ve enjoyed/been given as ARCs.

Wednesdays will be the usual Wednesday Briefs day.

Thursdays will be a review day. I will review a current story from the website and post it here with the permission of the author. There will be a link so you can read the whole story for FREE on site.

Fridays will be a poetry day. I have been writing odd poems since I was young, and most are posted on GA. I will be posting a few of them here and also (again with the author’s permission) I will be featuring poets from GA.

Saturdays will be a short chapter day. It will either be a continuation of the Wednesday Briefs chapter of that week, or it will be in response to a prompt from the GA website.

Sundays will be another review day for books I’ve enjoyed/been given as ARCs.


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Book Review – Summer Tulips by Emi GS #Preview #Review #helping a friend

My friend Emi has published a poetry book on Amazon and entered it into their self-published book competition. Please help him by borrowing this book on KU, buying it on Amazon, and leaving a rating review on site as well. If you click on the buy link it will take you to the site local to your country (or so I’ve been told).


My Review

This is a collection of poems centered around the MM genre. They were written as part of the National Poetry Month. The range of subjects and style give a good overview of the author’s talent. Each poem has an introduction telling the reader about what the poetry prompt was for that day and a brief explanation of the meaning behind the poem.

It is a great collection and well worth a read. As already stated it is FREE on KU and any ratings and reviews posted to Amazon will help Emi in the competition.


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Wednesday Briefs – A spin off short scene

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I ran out of time with some other commitments. Therefore I found a short scene that I hadn’t published here yet so that I wouldn#t leave you all with nothing this week.  This scene shows how Casey, from the Unison Island, is found to have extra powers.


Set before any of the UI books – Enjoy

“Quick, call an ambulance!” the barmaid called as she tried to stem the flow of blood bubbling around the embedded shard of glass.

“What happened?” someone shouted.

“Where’s my drink?” another slurred voice called.

“Let me through,” a strong voice demanded. “I’m a healer move.”

The crowd parted and Jamie dropped to his knees by the bleeding man.

“What happened?” he asked as he started running a diagnosing spell.

“Greg was reaching for a whiskey bottle on the top shelf. The shelf must have been loose coz it fell. The bottles smashed and a shard buried itself in his chest. Can you help him?” Her voice was clogged by the tears streaming down her face.

“I’ll try.”

Jamie groaned as he sensed the report the spell gave him. The shard had gone straight through the man’s ribs and lodged in his heart. If he tried to remove it the poor guy would bleed out in a matter of minutes. He needed to stop the bleeding and patch the wound as the glass was removed.

“Casey, I need your help.”

“What’s up Bro?” Casey’s sleepy voice came into Jamie’s mind.

“I have a man on the floor of the bar I’m in with a big ass piece of glass stuck in his chest. He needs it out soon but it’s pierced his heart. I need you to send me a boost.”

Jamie felt Casey reaching out but nothing happened.

“You’re too far away for me to connect with you. And it would take me too long to get to you. I assume an ambulance is on the way.”

“Yes, there is, I heard someone calling when I got to him.”

“Okay, show me what you’re seeing.”

Jamie opened his mind so his brother could see the spell results.

Right, here’s what you need to do. I’ll meet you at the clinic.”

Jamie watched, listened, then nodded.

Placing his hands on Greg and began muttering fast. The bleeding slowed down to a trickle and Jamie started pushing energy directly into the man’s heart forcing it to keep beating even with the fatal wound.

He heard the EMT’s arrive and kept the magic flowing while he broke off the muttering, the spell could run free a while.

“This is Greg. A shard of glass has gone through his ribs and pierced his heart. We need to get him to the clinic now but you need to move him with me in constant contact with him. It’s vital that I keep his heart going until we get there. Do you understand?”

“Yes sir,” both medics said and they went about getting Greg on a gurney while Jamie kept up the spell and kept constant contact with Greg’s chest.

Once in the ambulance, Jamie’s glare stopped the medics from interfering. The ride felt like a lifetime and he was starting to tire as they arrived.

Casey came running up to the ambulance as it stopped. One look at the inside and he climbed in kicking the medic there out.

“Jamie link now,” he demanded and Jamie moved one hand to grab Casey’s.

Their magic joined and flared. Casey took over the spell casting and soon they were removing the glass. Jamie fell back and left Casey to finish up and administer a couple of anti-infection spells just in case.


Casey dropped onto the couch by Jamie later that morning.

“Well, that was a wakeup call I don’t want again.” He tried to joke but it fell flat.

“That can’t happen again. If we could have linked, or you could have gotten to me sooner, we could have saved him faster. What if we had been too late?”

Casey sighed, “Jay, Bro, you know we can’t save them all. What if you hadn’t been there? What if the crowd hadn’t let you through quickly enough? What if the barmaid had tried to remove the glass? There are always going to be what ifs. But…”

“But, what?” Jamie opened his eyes and pinned his brother with his gaze.

“The witch’s council contacted me. They’ve offered me the power of transportation. The distance would grow with my magic just like our ability to link has grown slowly over the years. I asked about you but they said they could only offer it to one twin, something to do with our mind-link. I told them I would think about it.”

“What’s to think about?” Jamie exclaimed. “It would be perfect. Why didn’t you snap their hand off?”

“Think of the responsibilities that will come with it,” Casey stated. “I would be called out for every slight cough or sniffle.”

Jamie tilted his head thinking. “What about if we train the phone operators how to do a basic phone triage. I think we can trust them to use their common sense most of the time.”

Casey nodded. “I suppose,” he conceded.

“And of course it would be useful anyway,” Jamie purred making Casey frown.

“What do you mean?”

“Well if you need to stay over anywhere you wouldn’t have to worry about home the next day—or night, depending.” He ducked as Casey aimed a cushion at his head.

“I’ll call them in the morning,” Casey decided and the bothers turned their attention back to the TV and the film where a boy was singing about a whole new world. Wouldn’t that be great? Thought Jamie, A whole new world. One with no illness or early death. Then he sighed and forced himself to relax.

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I have a new book out !!!!!!

Author Name: Carol Pedroso

 Book Name: The Alpha’s Perfect Mate

 Release Date: 10th November 2017

 Publisher: Man Love Romance Press


What makes the perfect Alpha Mate?

Alpha Oliver Torfrain set out to find a mate and cement an alliance. Instead, he finds a group of abused Omegas. But, there’s something about the male of the group that catches his attention.

Omega Steven has been raised to know his place, which is lower than the lowest ranking wolf in the pack. His absent seizures make work difficult for him and he is labeled deficient by his alpha. Then a visiting Alpha decides he’d like him as a mate.

What makes the perfect Alpha Mate?


Alpha Oliver Torfrain looked up from his suitcase as his Beta Xavier stomped into the room.

Xavier threw himself into a chair before bursting out. “Why are we even considering an alliance with these idiots? The Southdown pack are so far behind us it’s not even funny. They’ve refused all our suggestions for improving security and the Alpha is an arrogant jerk.”

“We’re cementing an alliance with them before our enemies can. You said yourself when we arrived that their security is a joke. Gretason Pack would roll right in and take over in moments. Then they would be adding over two thousand shifters to their ranks against us. The less we have to fight the better.”

“I know, I know, but this Alpha, he’s just so…”

“Yeah, I get you. I just hope the potential mates he has lined up aren’t like him and the others we’ve met so far.” Oliver shuddered. He knew he needed a mate and it had seemed like the best way to cement an alliance with the Southdown pack. Two birds and all that.

Now, he was starting to wonder what he’d let himself in for.

“I–” He stopped when the door banged opened again and his head enforcer, Jayne, barged in.

“Those rude, arrogant, chauvinistic bastards. They’re lucky they’re not dead, or worse.”

Oliver sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “What’s happened now?”

Jayne huffed. “Apparently a ‘mere female’ wouldn’t know anything about how to defend a pack this size.” She even did air quotes. “I was told I should learn my place. And when I made the mistake of asking what that place was, I was informed it was at home keeping the house nice and looking after the pups for my mate, while he did the male’s work.”

Oliver bit his lip to stop the laugh he felt building, Xavier didn’t have such control and doubled over. Oliver caught Jayne as she lunged at the still chuckling Beta.

“So,” Oliver said, once order was restored. “How much damage was done?”

Jayne snorted. “Their head enforcer has a broken nose and his second-in-command may have a fractured arm. They thought one could distract me while the other took me from behind–cowards.”

Oliver sighed. He had a terrible feeling more bad stuff was to come.

* * * *

“I can’t allow your female attacking my men to slide. No matter how important this alliance is.”

Alpha Michael Southdown’s tone set Oliver’s nerves on end. It was whiny in the extreme. In Oliver’s opinion the man had no self-respect and didn’t know the first thing about leading by example like a good Alpha should. He dressed in expensive suits and tried to project an air of entitlement…and failed.

“My head enforcer was protecting herself from an unprovoked attack. Have you no control over your pack?” Oliver waved off the answer before the conversation could degenerate into a pissing match, he wanted to get to the purpose of his visit and get it over with. “You have the Omegas you want me to meet ready?”

Oliver thought Michael was going to push the issue, but like he’d come to expect from the coward, when confronted by someone stronger than him, he backed down.

“Yes, yes, they’re ready.” Michael waved a hand to an enforcer at the door and the big male nodded. Then he added arrogantly with obviously false bravado, “But, we will revisit this issue at a later date.”

The door opened cutting off Oliver’s answer and he watched in shocked silence as a line of female Omegas entered the room. Each of them had their signature Omega red hair styled differently, and they all wore make up that highlighted their best features perfectly. In contrast, they were wearing very little in the way of clothes, only scraps slung around their chests and hips. They also looked malnourished–which was almost impossible with shifters genes. But, what shocked Oliver the most were the chains. Each woman’s chain connected to the next, like animals being led to the slaughter house.

“What the fuck is this?” he demanded and turned furiously to Michael.

Michael frowned as though Oliver was asking a stupid question. “You wanted to meet all the eligible unmated Omegas. Here they are.” He swept a hand in an arc toward the women.

Oliver’s answer stalled when the end of the line appeared and a lone male shifter entered. He wasn’t part of the line, although he still wore manacles. His hands and ankles were restrained and connected by another chain. He carried a tray in his hands and moved with a seeming innate grace. His long red hair hung down to his very temptingly swishing ass, which was barely covered by a scrap of material similar to the women’s.

“Omegas present!” Michael’s command brought Oliver’s attention back to the women.

Each female stepped forward as far as their bindings would allow and declared various numbers all with the prefix “O”. There was O-two, six, nine, ten, twelve, and fourteen. Oliver couldn’t speak his shock was so complete. He’d heard of packs that treated omegas as property, but he’d never seen it for himself, and he’d never heard of it being this bad. Chains? Numbers? What the fuck was he supposed to do?

“They are all healthy and fully trained in all household and breeding duties. The oldest is twenty and the youngest is twelve. Thankfully no other Omegas have been born since O-ten was born.”

Oliver searched for words, these weren’t all adults, most of them were children. To buy some time he pointed to the male who was currently setting up the refreshments he’d brought in. “What about him?”

“Him? That’s D.O-five.”

“Why did he not introduce himself with the others?” Oliver hoped he could keep Michael talking until he figured a way out of the mess he seemed to have stepped into.

“Why would he? You requested a mate, not a pack toy.”

Pack toy?

Oliver sent a frantic message through his pack link to Jayne as Michael continued rambling on about the females training. A few sharp questions and her suggestion surprised Oliver in its simplicity.

“How much?” His question stopped Michael’s prattle.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean I’ll take one as my mate and I’ll buy all the rest from you. I need help around the pack house as we’ve only just moved in and it’s a mess. So, how much?”

Michael stared at him and seemed to be collecting himself, then Oliver saw what he’d expected in the other Alpha’s eyes…calculation. The bastard was predictable if nothing else. Oliver told Jayne to check the current prices for black-market Omegas and suppressed a grin at her growl through the link.

“You would be leaving me short six servants. I would have to ask for–”

“Seven,” Oliver corrected him, containing his anger barely. Servants!

“What?” Michael’s mouth hung open.

“Seven Omegas. Seven pack members you’ll be losing. I said I’ll take one as my mate and buy all the rest.”

“But, there are only six eligible unmated Omegas.”

“Including the male by the refreshments, makes seven.”

A gasp came from the male at the same time Michael swore.

“You have got to be fucking kidding me? You want to buy a defective Omega?”

Oliver cast a glance at the male who’d frozen at Oliver’s inclusion of him with the other Omegas. He looked more than fine to Oliver.

“No, I don’t want to buy him. I am taking him as my mate–if he agrees. The females I will buy.”

If the situation hadn’t been so distasteful Oliver would have laughed at Michael’s red face.

“Him? A mate? But he’s a male.”

“Is he? I hadn’t noticed.” Oliver rolled his eyes as the sarcasm went straight over Michael’s head. “Yes him. Our agreement gives me the choice of any unmated Omegas within your pack, it doesn’t specify the sex of that mate. I can scent he’s not mated and he appeals to me. I’m sure you investigated my pack before agreeing to this alliance and saw that I am gay, out, and proud of it. As for the females. As I said I need help getting the new pack house sorted out. Plus, I have a lot of unmated males who prefer women.”

He could see Michael had been blindsided and obviously hadn’t done any research on Oliver’s pack. How incompetent can one Alpha be? He’d probably only seen how many male members they had. He wouldn’t have dug into why a new pack was setting up at such short notice and with so many members already in it. Michael was still spluttering when Jayne let Oliver know the figure he needed.

“I’ll offer you two hundred dollars per Omega.” He’d halved what Jayne had told him.

“Two hundred? I told you they’re breeders and trained in all household duties. They’re worth at least triple that. Six hundred.”

“Three and I don’t report you to the council for improper treatment of pack members.”

“Report me? I thought you wanted us as allies?”

“We are all subject to the same rules as other packs. That includes all pack members are free to leave as and when they choose. As Alphas we are no longer allowed to chain up members and treat them as property. I was under the impression I would be meeting your available Omegas and letting them get to know me, and me them. Then after a few days I would approach one to see if they were willing to mate me. If I hadn’t been able to find a mate, I would have offered you something else to seal the alliance. But, seeing how these pack members are treated, I want them in my pack where I can protect them. I will abide by all the terms of the alliance, and my enforcers will be at your bidding if you have need of them. I believe my head enforcer has already tried to offer her expertise in reinforcing your defenses. I will not perpetuate the breaking of council law. The money I’m offering you is compensation for losing so many useful pack members at one time. Nothing more.”

After more blustering Michael accepted Oliver’s offer and turned the keys to the chains over to him.

“Thank you, Michael. I’ll have the paperwork drawn up and we can sign it all in the morning. The money will be in your account as soon as the signing is complete.”

“You don’t know what you’re getting yourself into with that defective Omega. He can’t even complete the simplest tasks without spacing out and forgetting what he’s doing and why. We’re not even sure if he can function as a normal male, let alone as an Omega. I should have culled him as soon as we found out.”

Oliver gritted his teeth and balled his fists, he so wanted to plant a right hook in the smarmy jerk’s face. “Well after tomorrow he will be my problem, not yours.”

On those words, he headed for the door signaling the Omegas to follow him.

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Wednesday Briefs – New Story: Here Kitty Kitty

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Welcome to another Wednesday Briefs. All comments are welcomed and please check out the other authors at the end of this post.

This week sees the start of a new story. I am going to aim to post twice a week, a short piece on Wednesdays and then a longer chapter later in the week. I will do my best to stick to this as much as is humanly possible.

Chapter 1.1

Simon looked up at the mountain that he now called home, the snow shone in the moonlight. As a vampire, he should’ve been able to climb it in thirty seconds or less. As a newly turned vampire, he moved only marginally faster than a human would.

He started to climb with a sigh, carrying the few necessities he’d managed to trade for in the nearby village. If the villagers he traded with thought it was odd he only showed up after sunset, they’d never commented directly to him in the few months he’d been living in the area.

Finally, he arrived at the mouth of his cave. He’d been happy to find such a convenient home.

The bastard that turned him into what he now was had left him for dead at the side of a dirt track. To this day, he didn’t know if the jerk meant to turn him or if he’d thought Simon would just bleed out before morning. Either way, Simon was now a vampire. He’d dragged himself undercover after his attacker had run off, and fallen unconscious until the following sunset. It hadn’t taken Simon long to work out why he wasn’t dead. Or why he woke up so hungry, but the thought of eating anything he could catch and cook made his stomach roll. A good clue had been that he’d managed to catch a rabbit…using only his bare hands. It went past him in the underbrush and he just reached out and grabbed it. The other really big, hit-me-in-the-face-with-it-clue was that the rabbit smelled delicious…raw! Without any thought, he’d sunk his teeth into it and pulled hard to get a good mouthful of blood. He’d drained it in a few seconds and all his injuries mostly healed instantly. They looked to be days old instead of only hours.

Simon had spent the night walking aimlessly along the path, trying to get his head around what had happened. The sunrise started, and he could feel himself slipping into unconsciousness between one step and the next. He found shelter from the sun under some snow-covered trees, before his mind switched off like a light.

The next night he made it to the mountain and decided if he was going to find anywhere to hide out a cave would be great. It would be like the camping out he’d done when he was younger. Except, he would be alone.

The cave Simon found was large and had a stream running through the back of it. Trees surrounded it and hide it from the main mountain path. He would have wood for a fire, water for washing himself and his clothes, and he already knew he could catch his food, so he was set.


Simon stopped as he entered the cave, he was sure he’d heard a low growl. He peered into the darkness and saw two green eyes watching him.

He moved slowly closer and realized the eyes belonged to a huge cat. It had a silvery grey coat and its ears flicked, following him as he moved. Simon could sense the tension in its body and knew it would be ready to pounce at any moment.

“This is my cave.” Simon tried to make his voice as confident as he could, though he was sure the big animal could hear the fear quavering in his tone. “You need to leave. Go on… shoo.”

He waved his arms in the air, trying to make himself bigger than his usual paltry five feet and scare the interloper away.

Instead, it laid its head down on its paws and seemed to watch him in amusement. Could a cat laugh?

Then he heard another noise and the cat lifted its head and looked toward the back of the cave letting out a few chirps, then another low growl as three furballs came rolling toward Simon.

Simon landed in a heap and hit his head sharply on the hard-packed earth of the ground. He shook the stars from his eyes and looked at the three cubs now sat in his lap as they stared up at him with wide eyes.

What was he supposed to do now????


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Wednesday Briefs – Sad short for Halloween **Tissue warning**

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Welcome to another Wednesday Briefs. All comments are welcomed and please check out the other authors at the end of this post.

This week is a short I wrote a while back. I was reminded of it recently as all my friends were discussing how they are going to be busy for the foreseeable future.

Who listens to the listener?

Sniffling I hit the speed dial.

“Hey, dahling, it’s a really bad time to talk right now. I’m just heading out for a date with that dreamboat I told you about. Thanks for listening last week and helping me decide. Gotta go, ciao.”

A long tone told me Larry had hung up and I just stood there staring at my phone.

I grabbed some tissues and hit the next number.

“This is Carter,” came the distracted answer. I could hear tapping in the background and figured he was on his laptop finishing his latest paper.

“Carter, I need—”

“Ah, I was going to ring you tomorrow. Thank you so much for being my sounding board the other day. The block disappeared this morning and I’ve been writing steadily ever since. I can’t talk now, but I promise I’ll call you tomorrow and we’ll arrange to go out and celebrate.”

Again, I heard the tone that told me he’d hung up.

I rummaged around in the bag at my feet. Ah, there it was. I pulled out the bottle of wine, opened it and took a large gulp before I picked my phone back up.

The next number was Tasha.

“Hi, this is Tasha, sorry I can’t come to the phone but leave me a message and I promise I’ll get back to you soon.”

I hung up before the beep ended.

Kirsty next.

As soon as she picked I started to speak, “Kirsty, I need you to—”

“Sorry, sweetie. I really can’t talk. Stevie isn’t well. He’s been chucking up all night and I need to get him to the doctors. We’ll have to catch up soon though, that advice you gave me really worked and I want to tell you all the juicy deats.”

Yet again there was that tone.

I gulped down more of the wine and dug in my bag for the candies I’d bought too. So much for my plans. Only hours before I was getting ready to celebrate. How could the world change so much in so short a time?

I scrolled through my contacts. Jessie? No, he was on the vacation I persuaded him he needed. Lester? No, he was studying for the exams that I’d assured him he would pass. Vanessa? No, she and Peter were on a second honeymoon, after I’d talked them through a rocky patch.

In a fit of rage I threw my phone and watched it shatter against the far wall.

A knock on the door heralded the entrance of a tall woman wearing a sympathetic smile. “Hi, I’m Sally. I’m the hospital’s grief counselor and I heard about your loss.”

That was the last straw. I collapsed across the hospital bed and sobbed. I grasped the cold hand laying there and willed it to become warm. Will it to close over my hand as it had done so many times. I gripped so tight the wedding band on a cold finger dug into mine and would probably leave a bruise—I didn’t care. Nothing mattered anymore without him.  We were supposed to be celebrating tonight. We’d just got the news that we’d been accepted to the adoption program. He’d been so happy. I’d only gone out to get drinks and snacks. I was only gone for twenty minutes. The flashing lights in the street hadn’t even registered until I realized they were outside our house. I’d responded on autopilot when the paramedics had taken him. The police were there too. Apparently, a neighbor had called them when he heard a crash. The police gave me a ride to the hospital. But, it was too late. A heart attack. At thirty years old.

A hand on my shoulder made me look up into Sally’s concerned gaze. “Sir, is there anyone I can call for you?”

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