Geeze....I didn't think Deuce would be so mean....LOL
Sorry for the short reply...
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Garnet? The pale woman's posture didn't ease hearing the girl's name. Rather, she became more angry. This was the little strumpet whom her son Jazz wanted to be mates with. "Garnet Massacre." The name tasted like poison in her mouth as she spit it out. She lifted her chin as the girl made herself more submissive to the pale woman.
"Get off of my lands. And stay away from my son, Jazz. He doesn't need or want you in his life or anywhere around him."
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