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aggie’s stomach lurched at the sight of Robin entering the house—she not only brought her three little monsters to Cap’s birthday party, but Chuck as well. She could tolerate her sister and her kids in small doses, but why did she have to bring that husband of hers? Robin always had the worst taste in men. Always went after the bad boys. She knew the moment she met Chuck that he was no good and wouldn’t amount to a damn thing. He was one of those men that wouldn’t look you in the eye and carried a sour smile like they just drank a spoonful of vinegar. Maggie told her sister she shouldn’t marry Chuck, but Robin didn’t listen—Robin never listened to anybody.
bad boys. She watched her kids head straight for the dining room table and tear into the food like they hadn’t eaten in weeks.
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