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Chapter 47
It was finally Saturday and if a kids' party with a lot of screaming, sugar-filled kids doesn’t scare him off, I don’t know what will! I suppose he was useful for helping put up all the decorations and set some stuff up, but everyone here was. It was typical for the whole pack to come out and help. I did love that about pack life, everyone helping each other. A real community. Yes, there were still the old sour grapes, the bitches, the meddlers, and the nosey Nancy’s, but a community. What I didn't expect was that they had their own birthday party stuff that you normally hire. There was a girl's and a boy's jumping castle to choose from. Lots of throwing games, pin the tail games, nurf guns and props to make little courses, nearly everything. Then, of course, all the folding tables, ch
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