Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 33

Chapter 33 What’s in The Sculpture

The dust cleared, revealing what had fallen out of the sculpture.

It was a white bone palm. The palm of that hand was in a holding position, holding a packet of things inside the hand, wrapped in kraft

paper.

David immediately hugged Susie and covered her eyes.

Michael opened his mouth and felt a chill in the hard sun.

“You send Susie back first,” Michael said.

Susie, “I won’t.”

Before the words were out of his mouth, David stood up with her in his arms and quickly walked back.

“Susie, be good. This is not a place where children can stay. Go back and play at home with Grandma, while uncles take care of some things.”

“Remember, the one who just smashed the sculpture is your uncle Michael, who introduced you to the hammer and ended up getting too excited to accidentally smash the sculpture into a big hole.”

Susie was puzzled, “Is that so? Why would we lie to the police?”

David was dumbfounded for a moment and said in a muffled voice, “Just listen to your uncle David.”

Susie leaned over David’s shoulder and said, “Okay.”

David dropped Susie off at home and left in a hurry.

Alana hurriedly asked someone to make food for Susie, who sat upright on the couch and asked in a whisper.

“Why do we cheat the police? The police are not the bad guy.”

Mitch sat cross-legged to one side, holding something in his hand and

looking through it.

out bad guys inquiring about. Thinking about

body straightened up and waved her hands, “I don’t want

with a peeled apple, only to hear Susie

and said, “Okay, no slicing,

that she realized that Grandma was talking about the

look and

grabbed the female ghost out of the soul

asked as he looked at the female

ghost,

death was revealed could they see the

so

said, “That day when I was smashed to death, my hand was smashed off. I still have the

about the money when

because I don’t have this hand that I’m not

the past five years just to get my

asked faintly, “Don’t you know that the packet

ghost

“Knowing it’s something bad, and ignoring your conscience for

found the hand.

a bite out and handed it to Alex who picked it up and clicked it to

and the apple was gone. Alana said cheerfully, “Do you want to have cakes, I will

curled and she said good-naturedly, “Thank

suddenly cocked

big

the apple cores to the

Susie was amused.

saw the child, she was still

it seemed to be opening up

cold voice rang out, “A girl, moving around and talking about ass, what will others think when they

just returned from

ass, and Alex flung the apple core at her feet, she

on Susie’s face vanished and she

aunt Mara. It’s bad luck

her hand, noble and subdued, yet there was a

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