Eleven

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“Remind me to throw Hilda overboard.” Dusty told Brynjar as Eira stormed over to him. “You already have two babies.” Eira stated. “Yet, you have another one on the way by a woman who’s not your wife.” Dusty’s eyes shot over to Hilda. Ralph glanced over at Dusty and sighed. “Hilda’s pregnant?” He asked his son. Dusty didn’t say anything and Ralph chuckled. “Well, there’s your third wife right there.” Ralph told his son. Dusty shook his head.  “I’m not marrying her.” Dusty announced to everybody around him. Ralph squinted his eyes as he tried to take it what his son had said to him. “What do you mean ‘you’re not’? That’s not how I raised you, Dusty.” “Ha!” Hildun burst into a fit of laughter.  Dusty snapped his eyes at him and Hildun closed his mouth, immediately. “Father, I can’

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