During the week, her uniform was the blue and white scrubs of a nurse, the job she had suffered at for twenty-seven years. She looked from Anna, who was far too nice-looking to be travelling about alone, to that reassuring pile of luggage, and wrinkled her brows thoughtfully. "I'm glad to find I'm right. Mr. She stared at his pleading face. “You do not know what you say. My foster mom works there as a second job.
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