[b].®.®.®.®.®.Chapter 2.®.®.®.®.®.[b]
[b]A Bad Start
Washington DC
August 11, 4:29 EDT[b]
The front door opened as Grace Emilia Ross walked through it. She looked around. "Sasmootch?" she called for her dog questioningly when she heard the back door close. "Hello?" she asked. "Is someone there?" she cautiously left the front door, and upon entering the living room to the right, she craned her neck, trying to see into the keuken-, keuken around the corner. "Dad, is that chou?" walking around the corner, she saw her dog sitting on the hard wood floor, waiting for her.
"Oh Sasmoa. Was that u making...
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