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“And food?” she scoffed. “Or are we planning on starving?”
“Boys dropped off food earlier.” Iturned and started walking away.
“Gauge!” she yelled at my retreating back.
Istopped and turned around to face her, noting the hatred on her face, alook she always wore for me. No, not always. When she’dbeen straddling my lap that morning, that look sure as hell hadn’tbeen on her face then.
“What now?” Iasked.
“Are you staying?” she asked, and Iwasn’tsure if that was worry in her tone or annoyance.
“Yeah, I’mstayin’.”
She rolled her eyes in annoyance, but Isaw the relief on her face regardless. “How long do we have to stay here?” she replied, and Isnorted out alaugh.
“Too fuckin’ long for my liking,” Ireplied, and stalked away.
