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Blog Post #100: Baking Sensitivity

Ally stormed into a den. “Who opened the oven??” Devin and Johnathan glimpsed at each other. “Come now,” she said.

Ethan marched around a stalagmite and through a bat cloud to a cave opening and peered into trees. Vines strangled

Giselle [POV] I served the Herringtons their warm milk almost an hour ago, I thought as I stood in

G’ Twenty Twenty-five Folk! Wishing you and yours a tremendous new year!!

Kurstin stamped through a double-door, across a snow-covered porch, and to a frosted handrail, slapped tear-streaked cheeks. “Never should’ve