“You look freezing,” he said, matter-of-factly. “Yes.” I saw no point in denying it. “Are you planning on going anywhere?” “I have nowhere for going.” I tried to sound very pitiful. He sighed. “Figures she’d leave you here on the coldest spring night we’ve had in years,” he grumbled. Then he stepped back from the door, eyeing me warily. “I’m inviting you inside, but only because if I let you freeze out here, I’d have to relinquish my moral superiority.”
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