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Thomas and Lance graciously accepted the biscuits with carefully toothless smiles and murmurs of gratitude. Thankfully they didn't have to actually pretend to eat them, because Johnathan wasn't far behind. "Unfortunately so," replied Thomas, pushing back the cup of tea and plate of biscuits now...

"Yes, we would love to," Thomas replied, stepping over the threshold carefully. Lance followed right behind and soon the two were seated in the parlor with cups of tea which they pretended to sip. "Thank you for your hospitality. I promise we will not impose on you any longer than is absolutely...

The door opened and Thomas gave a carefully toothless smile to the woman. "Yes, we are here to see the patriarch of the family. If you tell him that the Hargraves have come, he will know." Lance and Thomas remained a respectful length from the door, content (and required) to await an invitation...

No sooner had the final shovel of dirt fallen over the grave than talk about 'the next husband' began. Lance stifled the sigh on his lips and nodded along, knowing his parents only had his happiness at heart. At least, what they thought would bring him happiness. He knew his mother and father...