No, she wasn’t checking if I was okay. She was talking about me as if I weren’t even there. The way one would say, Is your little dog thirsty? Does she need a bowl of water? “Perhaps a mount could be brought . . . ?” Lorelei suggested. Out of a corner of my eye I saw both Barabas and George freeze. Yes, I know I’ve been insulted. Settle down.
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