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Millions
by KJ Hannah Greenberg
I love you a million!
Thats nice.
my million dollar baby!
So sweet. Your father called me boorish.
Not in a million years!
Right. Last time, he called me sanctimonious.
Whats he know? Anyway, he and Ma are a million miles away.
I wish. Why did we buy them the house next door?
Ah, the million-dollar question.
Literally. Youre their trust fund heir.
Well, I feel like a million dollars, minus the silver spoon, of course.
Of course. And I chose to marry you. Sigh.
Those million years ago, you were my one in a million!
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