He threw his arms around Lindsey. “Mich!” he called, “I can’t believe you’re here!” “Get off me!” she growled, worming out of his grip. “An’ it’s Claresta here.” She looked around to ensure Terah’s rashness hadn’t been seen. Although chastened, he couldn’t get the smile off his face. “Maybe someday I’ll use your real name. So Claresta, how’d you come to be here?” “Look, Cal, let’s step inside. Phew! No plumbing!” “Sorry, I wasn’t expecting company.” He pointed to the fire. They settled on the floor. “I been here before,” she began. “I prefer to be on my own, but when I was first tryin’ to figure it out the guys from Dickinsheet welcomed me in. Bein’ who I am, I was afraid I might get raped, but these guys are perfect gentlemen. Gave me the best house in town. We all got along well, but I needed my space. When I got on the road, outta that garage the other day, I recognized where I wa...
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