“Maggie, That Button Calls to Me Something Powerful!”

I stood there, with my hands gripping the lip of the oak wine barrel. My eyes fixed on the cleverly hidden button. “Maggie, that button calls to me something powerful! I want to push it. I want to, Maggie.” “You know what Brigid says about the cargo, Swei. You no touchey the cargo!”  I stayed silent. Maggie

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“Maggie, That Button Calls to Me Something Powerful!”

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