Forlot: The Mom Who Lives Next Door - Book Twelve
It may be a small town.
But it has its many secrets.
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I sat down at the table and drummed my fingers on top of it, waiting for my food. Dad flipped two big pancakes into a plate and placed them in front of me.
"Your favorite syrup is on the table," Dad informed. "And before I forget, could you take your sister to that antique shop that just opened up? They sell dolls there, and well...I accidentally broke one of Amy's dolls."
I picked up the bottle of syrup and poured some syrup on my pancakes. "Nice one, Dad."
After I had finished eating breakfast, Kira asked if she could tag along. I quickly denied, telling her that I was a big boy, and scooped up Amy.
We headed out and downtown. That is where most of the shops are. We reached the new antique store, and I happened to peer through the window and saw...
"...Mom?"
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If you like adventure, mystery, humor, or cliffhangers, then this is the book for you!
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