Tea at Montague Hall
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Complete Tue, Jun 25, 201914m
It is the night of the prestigious Montague Hall Annual Ball. Anyone who is anyone is going to be there. Red carpets, flashing cameras, banquet tables, a live orchestra and a never ending flow of champagne that will be sure to loosen some mouths and cloud some judgment. That's what Tammie is counting on anyway. She's just after some civilised conversation. Clearing of the air. So why does she have matches in her purse?
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