I kept waiting for him to ask. But he didn’t ask me anything. He just held his containers with a helpless shrug and stared imploringly at me, waiting for me to offer. “I just don’t want to leave it for two weeks like this.” “It will only take two minutes, Johnson. I’ll bet your wife would be excited to hear you were doing your dishes,” Miles said, his voice a quiet warning. “She’s already waiting for me or else I would. Listen, if you can’t get to it, no worries. Hopefully, nothing too green will grow on them while we’re gone.” I shot Miles a glance. As much as I didn’t want to play Jason’s
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