“Auntie Hilda isn’t here,” Margot grumbled, removing the pillow she’d used to hit her sister. “No grammar quips, please! Len’s right though - it wouldn’t be fair for you to write everything. We two might not be as good as you, but we I think it would be nice for Mother if we all do some of the writing.”
“So how do we decide who writes what?”
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