The worst, the very worst requirement of friendship, in Eve Dallas's opinion, was sitting through an entire evening of childbirth classes.

What went on there--the sights, the sounds, the assault on all the senses--turned the blood cold.

Author: J.D. Robb

The worst, the very worst requirement of friendship, in Eve Dallas's opinion, was sitting through an entire evening of childbirth classes.<br /><br />What went on there--the sights, the sounds, the assault on all the senses--turned the blood cold. - J.D. Robb


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