“Are you eating?” he asked. “No,” she said. A few minutes of silence. There it was again. That crinkling, followed by light smacking of lips. “You’re eating something, I know it.” “I am not,” she said. At least, he thought that was what she intended to say. It came out more like, Ah mmf nah. “You little dissembler. Share.” “No.” “Very well, I’ll leave you here.” He rose to his feet. “All alone. In the dark. With the noises.” “Wait. All right, I’ll share.”
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