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Vincent raised a puzzled frown, but it wasn’t a good time to ask. Then he turned his sight at her other hand. Ester held a thick iron lid from a large pot, or a cauldron as he never saw one this large.
Vincent felt it was as big as the last sixteen-inch pizza he ate with aunt Trisha and grandma Tessy.
“This is my sword, but I never used it for anything. This lid is the largest and sturdiest in my home. But it’s a little bit heavy for me. ” Ester handed the lid first ...
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