“And don’t even think about telling your little girlfriend about this.” Trust me, if I could erase it from my mind I would in a heartbeat. “She’s not my girlfriend, Dee,” I shot back with a clipped nod. “But don’t worry,” I added, moving for the door. “I have no plans to tell her.” “She won’t understand,” she called after me. “How your mind works. You’ll never be able to make it work with her.” “I’ll take my chances.”
