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My brother proposed marriage to her because love is truly blind.  Her decision to accept was based on opportunism rather than emotion.  My decision was more territorial than anything else; my brother intends to move her into the home we’ve shared since mother and father died.  Granted is practically the size of a palace with it’s 22 rooms, but it’s not big enough for two queens.

Brother thinks he will be the unifier than forms us into a happy little family.  No such luck darling baby brother.  I love you, but there’s not enough love in the world to make me accept this.

So now just a sprinkle of this powder will take care of everything.

“Tea time darlings.”

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