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Chapter 189 - Lunch
Not flesh of my flesh, nor bone of my bone, but still miraculously my own. Never forget for a single minute, you didn’t grow under my heart but in it. – Fleur Conkling Heylinger
“I feel like I need to explain,” Cheryl said as they sat down at the table at the window overlooking the lake at Pier and Beam. “Most of the classes do not turn into a pro woman, anti-man bashing session.”“Even the class about how we should be a matriarchal society?” Helen grinned.Cheryl laughed. “Even that one.”The waitress approached and took their orders before leaving them to enjoy the view and each other’s company.“Michael has taken the class both semesters that it’s been offered. He failed in fall and is failing spring.”“Is it a required course?” Helen asked as the waitress brought them their drinks.Cheryl shook her head. “It’s an elective. Most of the students are archeology or sociology majors. There’s a few of the guys that signed up thinking they’d find a hook up.Related chapters
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