WHERE COULD I START? I couldn’t of course. I fobbed him off with nonsense about needing to use the little girl’s room and by the time I got back, very swiftly changed the subject. He told me all about his plans, admitting he didn’t have any firm ones but that he was intrigued by the sound of the happiness retreat. Despite how fearful I secretly was abou…
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