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A Princess Under The Mistletoe

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2019
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“I can see that,” Gavin said, pulling his son up into his arms. He sent an inquiring glance toward Sara.

“We got very, very bored,” she admitted.

Gavin gave a slow nod.

“I thought we could all get a bath after a little time outside,” she said.

“I can play ‘Chopsticks,’” Sam told Gavin.

“What?” Gavin asked Sam.

“I can play ‘Chopsticks,’” Sam repeated. “Sara says I’m ’cellent.”

Gavin smiled at his son. “I bet you are.” He met Sara’s gaze. “Let’s get those baths.”

Moments later, Sara bathed Adelaide. Afterward she strapped the little girl into her baby seat and then rinsed herself in the shower. She toweled dry and quickly dressed herself. She took the baby carrier to the den.

Two minutes later, Gavin and Sam, scrubbed clean, entered the room. “We should play ‘Chopsticks,’” Sam said to Sara.

“Sounds good to me,” she said. She sat on the left side of the piano bench. Sam joined her on the right side. “I’ll play it through one time, okay?” she said.


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