Ma'am? Either he was five years younger than he looked, or he used ma'am for all women. I think it was my name that got me through, as if they'd been expecting the call. He glanced at me as he said the last, then back to Olaf. I gave her the only one I had.
I turned in a slow circle, scanning the ground, and there was nowhere for something that large to hide. I really, honestly, didn't mean to flash you. It wasn't just the clothes. when they are poised between the sweetest of ripeness and rotting Life is often like that, the best balancing on a knife edge with the worst.
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