You do this often?" she asked."Drink or hijack women? — Debbie Macomber, The Snow Bride
You do this often?" she asked."Drink or hijack women? — Debbie Macomber, The Snow Bride
You do this often?" she asked."Drink or hijack women? — Debbie Macomber, The Snow Bride
You do this often?" she asked."Drink or hijack women? — Debbie Macomber, The Snow Bride
You do this often?" she asked."Drink or hijack women? — Debbie Macomber, The Snow Bride
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You do this often?" she asked."Drink or hijack women?

— Debbie Macomber, The Snow Bride
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