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"That's genius," Zoey said. "Like, actually. And you came up with it so fast."
Maddy grinned. "Well, it's what I do." She leaned in conspiratorially. "Don't tell my sisters I said this, but I'm definitely the reason at least four of them aren't single. They're all useless."
"At least four?"
"Ophelia and Venus are lost causes," Maddy said solemnly.
"But ... how many do you have, then?"
"Seven," Maddy said. "And two brothers. Yes, it's a headache."
Nine siblings. Seven sisters. Zoey couldn't even imagine.
"Well," Zoey said, shaking her head. "I'll want to do it during the picnic, I think. So I'll have to get supplies." Maybe there was a place that hosted finger painting, but Rosalie wouldn't properly be able to cut loose in public. She'd be too worried for her image. It was one of the reasons Zoey had picked a picnic: for the privacy. Out alone, in a field. "And I was thinking, maybe we'd get desert, after? Somewhere cute?"
"Ooh," Maddy said with a nod. "Yeah, I know a few places."
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