So Bill thought she was being whiny. She couldn't help it.She was inches away from a breakdown.
"I hate this job.I hate this place. I hate this stupid solstice party and this stupid pheasant souffle-"
"Lucinda will be at the party tonight," Bill said suddenly. His voice was infuriatingly calm. "She happens to adore the Constances' pheasant souffle.

Author: Lauren Kate

So Bill thought she was being whiny. She couldn't help it.She was inches away from a breakdown.<br />"I hate this job.I hate this place. I hate this stupid solstice party and this stupid pheasant souffle-"<br />"Lucinda will be at the party tonight," Bill said suddenly. His voice was infuriatingly calm. "She happens to <i>adore</i> the Constances' pheasant souffle. - Lauren Kate

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