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Authors: Cynthia Lucas

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W
ill
ow
l
au
g
hed.

O
h,
y
es.
I
w
as
r
ea
ll
y
g
o
i
ng
t
o
i
n
v
it
e h
i
m
i
n
on
a
fir
st
da
t
e….
t
a
k
e
h
i
m
ri
g
ht
t
o
bed
a
ft
er
one
cup
of co
ff
ee
and
a
c
r
u
ll
e
r
!
J
ust
hang
a
s
i
g
n
on
m
y back
t
hat
sa
y
s,
“I
D
o
i
t
F
or
D
onu
t
s
!

S
asha
bu
r
st
i
n
t
o
l
au
g
h
t
e
r
.
“Whe
r
e

s
m
y
S
ha
r
p
i
e?
I
’l
l
m
a
k
e
one
f
or
y
ou
no
w
.
A
nd
w
e
ll

t
echn
i
ca
ll
y
i
t
w
as
y
our
s
e
cond
da
t
e s
i
nce he s
t
a
y
ed
w
it
h us
o
v
er
n
i
g
h
t
.”

S
he
g
r
abbed 
t
w

l
a
r
g
e
m
u
g
s
fr
om
t
he
cab
i
net
and pou
r
ed
co
ff
ee
and
so
m
e
ha
l
f
and ha
l
f
i
n
t
o bo
t
h be
for
e hand
i
ng one
of
t
hem
t
o
W
ill
o
w
.

I
n
a
l
l
se
ri
ousness,
y
ou
’r
e
ri
g
h
t
.
I
t’
s
t
oo
soon.
B
ut
s
till
…I don

t
k
now
i
f
I

d
ha
v
e
been
a
b
l
e
t
o
l
et h
i
m
w
a
l
k
out
t
he
door
fr
om
t
he
sounds
of
it
!

S
he
l
au
g
hed sheep
i
sh
l
y
. “I
k
no
w
, I
k
no
w
!
I
t’
s
w
r
on
g
.”

W
ill
ow
sh
r
u
gg
ed.

O
h,
be
li
e
v
e
m
e.
I
t
w
asn

t
easy send
i
ng
h
i
m
on h
i
s
w
a
y
, but
I
d
i
d.”

S
he
t
ook a
s
i
p
of
her
co
ff
ee
and
f
e
l
t
her
f
ace
fl
ush
r
e
m
e
m
be
ri
ng
t
he
f
eel
of
S
a
m
son

s
li
ps
on
her
o
w
n and h
i
s
hands on her
s
k
i
n.

S
he
shook
o
f
f
t
he
f
ee
li
ng
and
qu
i
c
k
l
y
sa
i
d,

S
o…not
t
o chan
g
e
t
he sub
j
ec
t
, but
a
r
e
y
ou on du
t
y
w
it
h
m
e
t
on
i
g
h
t
?”

S
asha
shook
her
head.

N
o.
I
t
ook
t
he
n
i
g
ht
o
ff
,
r
e
m
e
m
be
r
?
I
w
as
supposed
t
o
g
o
t
o
a
se
m
i
nar
but
i
t
g
ot ca
n
ce
ll
ed. I
fi
g
u
r
ed sc
r
ew
it
. I
cou
l
d use a
littl
e do
w
n
ti
m
e.”


G
ood!
T
hen
y
ou
can
co
m
e
o
v
er
and
l
et
C
i
sco out
f
or
m
e
w
h
il
e
I

m
at
w
o
r
k
.
D
o
y
ou
m
i
nd?”

S
asha
nodded
and
s
i
g
hed.
“We
ll
,
I
sup
p
ose.
I
w
il
l ha
v
e
t
o
c
l
ear
a
spot
i
n
m
y
busy
schedu
l
e
t
o
fi
t
i
t
i
n
be
t
w
een
m
y
t
e
l
e
v
i
s
i
on
appea
r
ance,
m
y
r
ed
ca
r
pet
a
rri
v
al
and
m
y deb
u
t
an
t
e pa
rt
y
at
T
he
E
m
bass
y
.”

W
ill
ow
chuc
k
l
ed
at
her
sa
r
cas
m
.

S
e
ri
o
us
l
y
t
hou
g
h,
I
do
t
h
i
nk
he
g
e
t
s
l
one
l
y
w
hen
w
e
’r
e
g
one.”

S
asha
nodded.
“I
k
no
w
.
I
’l
l
s
t
ay
w
it
h
h
i
m

ti
l
y
ou
g
et ho
m
e.
H
o
w

s
t
ha
t
?”

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