“Really, Rose, I can’t thank you enough for this.”
Six children were quite a handful, more than any normal parents could take care of without running themselves ragged—and even Fables needed a break from such lovable, rambunctious hellions. Luckily Snow had been blessed with a sister who’d grown into her responsible, mature current self rather fast, all things considered, one who was more than capable of watching the cubs for a night when she and Bigby needed a little vacation.
“Have you already eaten? We were planning on making dinner and you’re more than welcome to stay...”
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