I would leave the place tomorrow with never a backward glance.

So I laughed and brushed past him out of the

room with my spoon and plate still in my

hands. You're a little tense, '...look at your

hands.' 'But why do you leave me here,

here's where one goes to have a real good

time.' He said: 'my dear', just after I had

finished my meal out there on the hallway.

Well well, not today. You're a little tense.

Look at your hands from across the hall. 'Got to make a call...'


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