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Chapter 12
We got our groceries delivered to us from local farmers that Hal had deals with. Which was good, because there was no way any of us could carry enough food to feed all the people we were getting, let alone every day, with any semblance of saving time. But, inevitably, there would be a day when someone had to go to the market for supplies that couldn't be ordered from farmers. "You could use a new dress anyhow," said Hal as he dropped a bag heavy with coins into my hands. "You can't always swim around in Milly's dress whenever you need to get yours clean, though I assume the breeze between your knees is nice." I slapped his shoulder for that, for which he laughed. Dirty old man. But, then, what did I wear when my one pair of underwear needed cleaning. "Can I get Gus some new clothes to
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