“Oliver. Did he influence this decision?” “No. I made it all by myself, thank you very much. The only thing that came out of lunch was Oliver asking me if I was sleeping with Rob.” “You aren’t sleeping with Rob, so I hope you said no.” “I said, ‘Not currently.’” She groaned. “Less is more, Marjorie. Those are conversations you have when you know someone better.” “Probably true. You should’ve seen the way he looked at me.” It had hurt, sitting there in the restaurant after loudly quitting my job in the alley, to have Oliver close himself off, become overly polite, asking generic questions and
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