“We Learned Our Daughter Was Switched at Birth — What We Found When We Tracked Her Down Was Worse” – The Archivist

to miss celebrating you,” I said, playing my assigned part perfectly.

Vivien laughed lightly, a sound like wind chimes, tapping her manicured nails against her champagne flute. “It’s so sweet that you made time. I know how busy the holidays can be in retail.”

“I’m not in retail,” I said mildly.

“Oh? I thought Mom said you were at a bookstore?”

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