All hunters were sterile, it prevented them from yearning for a family, or having to deal with the complications of a pregnancy during a mission.
“I haven’t had a cycle since my thirteenth birthday…”
Being barren was empowering, and one of the reasons why the Roaring Twenties had been particularly memorable for Clara. A single question remained in her mind… how?
In the back of her mind Clara caught a sound. It was rhythmic and oddly enough soothing reminding her of a cat purring…
“Horsefeathers!” Clara swore.
Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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