When he had finishing feeding and burping, Isobella asked her, “Would you like to hold him?” Lucia nodded yes eagerly. “He fancied that he did,” she corrected him coolly. He was beautiful and perfect, his blue eyes smiling at her. ‘You wish a life of obedience? So be it, Mademoiselle Charvill. Her aunt had secretly sent on to Ann Veronica some new warm underclothing, a dozen pairs of stockings, and her last winter’s jacket, but the dear lady had overlooked those boots. She turned and looked at the red LED of the alarm clock that read 3:55.
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