“My name is Henry. How may I help you?”“How old are you, Henry?”Henry’s puzzlement turned to uneasiness. He stepped back through an opening ...t the rear of the shop.“Father,” he called, “will you assist, please?”“What is—”The man Sandrine remembered from those two nights years ago stopped dead when he saw Sandrine.“You? What are you doing here?”Sandrine stared. She knew she could not afford to antagonize the man but she saw no need to cringe before him. She was no longer a slave and she was no. Well, maybe Gae wasn't. She could have been a little preoccupied, being a titch anal-centric. Maybe Marilyn either, from her point of view of having her vision blocked. Meanwhile my mate and I were singing Hank William's Your Cheating Heart; then Roy Orbison's Pretty Paper and Crying; and Patsy Cline's Walkin' After Midnight. Like I said, at a different level.Anyway, this afternoon Marilyn passed me a sheet of paper while I was in deep concentration, trying to not give the wrong kid the wrong. More

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