calm though. The boy feeds off energy; if I freak out, so will he. “Yeah, Steph?” He’s concerned. He follows my eyes and spots Carl, who has finished placing an order and is walking toward us. “Who’s that, Steph? You know him…? Hey, he has your eyes! Only not gold flecks… are they red? Wow, cool, I gotta look closer! Here he comes.” “Shh,” I hiss at him and his eyes leave Carl and dart to mine. “Listen, Lobato, everything’s fine. This is an old friend of mine. He can be a bit of a character though. So just be polite and don’t say too much, okay? And when I tell you to leave, you leave. You go
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