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Chapter 192: An Ill Omen
Elma came over to Helen, and as she cut her steak, she said, "You'll like this. The chef said that it's cut from superior Grade A Alberta Beef." Crystal cut a piece, put it into her mouth, chewed, and swallowed. "Mmm..." she moaned. "Fresh and juicy." Hers was cooked medium-rare, which was how she liked it, but she felt like the texture of this particular cut of meat was different from all of the other steaks she had eaten before. Helen's steak was well-done, though, and she did not notice any difference. She enjoyed the steak, but since she'd gotten pregnant, she'd had a poor appetite. Thus, she didn't know if the reason she was enjoying her steak was that it was delicious or because she was so hungry that, at that moment, she would have enjoyed anything she put into her mouth. Thus, t
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