“No, they don’t matter. But I need to know.” I’m beginning to accept that she won’t tell me and I’m going to have to get the story from someone else when she takes one hesitant step closer to me. “It all started because I ran out of food. He said you needed to hire new help, and, well, I won’t let someone insult me. You know that very well.” I laugh because it’s true. “I’m sorry he said those things.” Pippa’s eyes search my face. I wonder what she sees in me. What she thinks of the man standing in front of her. I stuff my hands into my pockets to give them something to do. “I never thought I’d
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