Indian Babe

She was still clinging to herhusband's arm, making him halt too. She turned to look up at him. He hadnever seen anyone look so frightened."Grad, What ...f this doesn't work?" It'll work. It has to." But what if it doesn't? What if we don't get her back? What ifsomething goes wrong and she dies?"His response was to put his hand behind her head and pull her towardshim, kissing her on the forehead. He could think of nothing to say thatwould not be either patronising or counter-productive."Grad, I. Chapter Seventy-FourThe following week we had our meeting of the remaining contestants. We were still the Magnificent Seven. I watched in amused silence as Ann struggled into the room. It was her day to be pregnant! I wouldn't have thought that she'd still be in the contest. She'd told us that she had paid off her debt. Maybe it was just her sense of competition that kept her in.She plopped down next to me and let out a big sigh of relief. "This really sucks!" she said to no one in particular.. More

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