By the time Betsy cleaned up the kitchen, played poker, and returned to the homestead, she’d been up for nineteen hours straight. Exhaustion made her sag into bed still fully clothed, and she decided she didn’t care.
She’d been getting up early to go into the pub to use their kitchen for a couple of hours before Maggie and Bethany kicked her out. There w…
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