The mocking begins
There was a pause—an uncomfortable silence—followed immediately by roaring laughter. “A trailer?” Daphne snorted. “That’s it?” Gregory howled, slapping the table. Elise nearly cried from laughing. “Well, at least you won’t have to worry about cleaning a wine cellar!” she said between cackles. Tom sat quietly, staring at the photographs. They didn’t even look like they were from the same world as what his siblings got.
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