The answer was no, but out loud I said, I want to be cleaned up before the ardeur comes back. Cynicism is so contagious. It would be a bitch to ignore Mary's advice, and then lose a finger to gangrene or something. Don't tell me you don't want to play with them, too? Yes, yes, I want to play, but I'm not going to.
Her eyes were getting shinier. I thought about Damian, and suddenly fear was like a crushing weight on my chest. He was trying to be utterly neutral, and failing just a bit. She hung up, still laughing.
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