Martha Stewart Prison Fic Drabble Aphid Canon Tait Harrington Shock! (Reply).
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She snorted, despising his striped tie, and fixed Mr Tait with a gaze capable of melting butter at high altitude.
“So then…potatoes was it?” Fond thoughts of Luxembourg coloured his memory and face. “Aphids attacking the prison garden again?”
Michael Tait had hit the big time.
Elsewhere, Dr Harrington wept quietly.
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poule x