Six Sisters and the Blue Ledger on Oak Street

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“We need to talk about the business, Beatrice,” I said, placing the wooden bowl in the very center of the mahogany table.

Diana paused with the water pitcher, her high-pitched voice rising to its usual enthusiastic tone. “Oh, Clara, let us have a nice dinner first before we talk about salon business, dear.”

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