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October 20, 2016

Watching squirrels in Ft. Greene Park this morning 😍

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I am quite certain that Ms Bardugo herself would understand some days require breakfast like this. I'm excited to go out and pick up my copy of King of Scars this afternoon!

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Somehow my chair slid a little closer to her lounger. She twisted and set her bare feet on the warm pool deck. I fished in my pocket for the flat red box.⁣ ⁣ "Anyway," I said, tossing it in her direction, "they're not diamonds or whatever, but I saw them and thought they would look pretty on you--"⁣ ⁣ I was cut off by sudden arms twined tightly around my neck.⁣ ⁣ "Thank you," she said. "I love them." ⁣ ⁣ Her satin-trimmed pool coverup was warm and slippery. I didn't know where to put my hands. "Uh. I'm not much of a hugger, Rebecca."⁣ ⁣ "You're doing just fine. Merry Christmas, detective."⁣ ⁣ "Merry Christmas, gorgeous." 🐕🕵️‍♀️🔎💫🖤🎄#SheilaPI #noir #fiction #dogsofinstagram

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