“At lunch, some rich, handsome guy stalked me around a shopping complex—” “That doesn’t sound crappy,” Frank interrupted. “A pretty girl like yourself? Rich and handsome is what you deserve.” Frank had lost touch with how the world worked. “You must’ve missed the word stalked, but sure—” “We don’t call it stalked, honey, we call it interested. You need to alter your perceptions a little, is all.”
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