“It feels a little weird?” I watch the worry lines form on her forehead. “Yes.” “Forget how this happened, Lennox. Let’s just be glad it did. It doesn’t feel weird to me.” She smiles. “How does it feel for you?” I search my mind for the best answer. All I want is to put her mind at ease. “It feels like my favorite memory. Like I returned to a home I didn’t even know I had.” She puckers her bottom lip. “You are so good at that. The way you speak to me…” “It’s all the PR and public speaking training. I was born to be in corporate or politics.”
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