Chapter 18 Sweet Little Cherub

Chapter 18

Lana

Sweet Little Cherub

“You remember Sarah, don't you?” Mrs Pritchard says, teacup poised delicately in one manicured hand.

My mother takes a small sip, nodding. “The one whose casserole won the potluck last month?”

“That's the one,” Mrs Whitaker confirms.

“What happened with her?...

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