“He wouldn’t take the hint. So I left a drunken voicemail thanking him for last night.”

“Well, where did you last see the blanket? Have you looked by the sandbox yet?”

“Hmm, that guy looks – no. You were dreaming; there was no man in your room last night. Did he just smile at me? Lot of knowing in that smile. Who’s in that bush?
“Could just be the fading light playing tricks, but it’s not it’s not it’s not.
“What am I doing over there?”

“The pool? Would it be in the pool? Maybe I should check the swings first. Or the car. Maybe I left it at…”

“I didn’t answer when he called, but his message said was very worried about me, and he asked if he should come over.”


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