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from Two Harts are Better than One by Elizabeth M. Bradshaw

Copyright © 2016–2023 Elizabeth Bradshaw

Chapter 7

The next morning came early. Earlier than it should have. He opened his eyes to find it was still dark. Why wasn’t the sun up yet? Why did that damn phone keep ringing? Jonathan heard Max answer from the kitchen, then make his way to Jonathan’s room and knock on the door.

“Yeah, Max?” he groggily answered.

“Sorry to bother you, Mr. H. Stanley Friesen is on the phone for you.”

“What time is it, Max?”

“It’s 3 am.”


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