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I struggle valiantly through a etables and twice-cooked sticky duck, though mostly move the food around my plate I hate that this is y bag

“What about you, Holly?” At the sound of Alexander’s sudden and voluntary address, my shoulders see forward to Dylan Duffy’s birthday?”

“I—” As I inhale a jagged breath, oing”

“Of course you will,” says Griffin as though I didn’t just say otherwise

“I’ to persuade her,” Isla adds

“Hollywood parties aren’t reallyPlus, I’ to wear” As I reach forme I s nervously, my throat suddenly as dry as the Sahara

“I’ my Batman outfit,” Archie announces as Mr McCain sets down a square of chocolate cake and ice cream in front of him “I’ll come and show you before we leave, if you like, Geordie?”

“That would be enuine smile

I’h, thinking about it, I guess the butler still didn’t speak until he was spoken to Still, Archie’s pretty pleased with his response, judging by his smile It’s as wide as half a bicycle wheel

“You can’t be Bat “It hasn’t been announced that he’s going to be playing Batman yet”

“But he’s not going to be Bat the suit, is he?” Archie ansith a six-year-old’s logic

“You’re such an idiot,” Hugh ins to scold him

“That was unkind, Hugh Apologise to your brother”

“I’m sorry you’re an idiot,” he snipes

“Hugh,” she repeats in a warning tone, “we do not get to take our bad moods out on other people And we especially don’t behave this way at the dinner table”

I mur—in front of me When in Rome!

“You didn’t tell hirieved, his ar out in the direction of his uncle “Why is he allowed to bring his bad mood to the dinner table, and I’m not?”

“Because I’ my foul mood out on anyone else,” Alexander answers impassively