He might just be feigning interest, though.

After all, Sanford was a gentleman. Perhaps he was just naturally kind to all his women.

Post-breakfast, Maggie busied herself with clearing the table.

Rosalynn, eyeing the men, issued a command. “Take out the trash.”

Both Brian and Sanford traded a stunned glance.

“Did you hear that? Go throw the garbage,” Brian echoed, delegating the menial task to Sanford.

closer to him, whispering, “Brian, shouldn’t

dealing with waste was alien to

They both had mysophobia.

to demonstrate his willingness to undertake even the most mundane

brow furrowing before he stooped to collect the sealed

an exaggerated distance from his body, Rosalynn couldn’t contain her

composure, Brian replied, “Of course,

a gap between yourself and

“Static electricity.”

at a loss for

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