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“Is that what you’re doing?” I asked. Everything felt blurry. “Trying to get me to feel as horrible as you so you don’t have to go through it alone?”
“I’m looking for someone,” I said, pressing my hands to the desk. “I need to know where he’s staying.”
“These are world famous eggs,” he told me.
“You have no unearthly idea how long I’ve wanted to do that,” George said. He was still fighting to catch his breath.
What Fred Would Say
“What took you so long, schnookums?”
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