I laughed, but it wasn't a happy laugh. That's not it. The first tear squeezed out, traitorous bastard. The girl looked confident and lovely, with a smile that was more mysterious than Stevie's had been.
I walked around the car and got into the passenger seat, as Graham started the engine. My teeth began to chatter as if I was sitting on snow instead of in a car with the heater on high and a warm man wrapped around me. She wasn't blushing, she'd actually paled, but the shoe was very firmly on the other foot. I yelled, Richard, no! He picked Jason up like he was a dumbbell.
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