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Chapter 6-2
Mackenna groaned and dropped her face into her palms. “I feel like I’m being tag-teamed.” “Nah,” Derrick teased her. “I’m not into group things.” Savannah choked on her gelatin as Mackenna sat back in shock as the man chuckled at his joke and took a bite of his sandwich. “Nice one, doc.” Savannah nodded her appreciation of his humor. “Thanks,” he flashed a big smile in her direction as he met her hand in a high-five. “You two are horrible.” Mackenna pushed her empty soup bowl away and scowled. “I’m still hungry.” Derrick held up the half of his sandwich, but she shook her head. “No, I can’t eat hospital bread after having my Nonna’s. It’s like going back to five-dollar wine when you’ve been drinking the hundred-dollar bottle. Not good at all.” “You like wine, Mac?” Derrick asked he
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