Feb 24, 2022
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Chapter Eleven — The Prize
“Grumpy’s been working with you for months, Tom. So why isn’t he civilized?”
“These things take time. Patience is key.”
“Patience?” Abbi cried. “You can’t be serious. Our son’s killing his sisters one by one, and you’re asking us to be patient?”
“You knew it wouldn’t be easy, Abbi. I told you this from the start, but believe me. Everything happens for a good reason.”
