Molly bit her lip. What she wanted to say to Anjulie was that they had all the muscle they needed—in her. And if Jeb was having trouble getting along with others, he needed to take a close look at himself.
But, of course, she couldn’t say either of those things.
She glanced at Anjulie, who clearly felt bad that Molly wasn’t happy. “It’s fine. We get along…
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