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One More Push
my eyes, narrowing his, and his face hardened in a calculating expression for a long moment. Until he set his jaw, breathed deep and finally rolled his eyes with a curt nod.
“Okay, okay,” he grumbled.
“Then get a shower and a bite and go to sleep,” said Amy. “We’ll be back at four.”
Trisha and I had already put everything away, and headed to the front door after Amy in complete silence.
Back to the Manor, Amy sent us both upstairs for a shower and stayed in the kitchen, instructing Susan about what we needed for lunch. I don’t know if it was because of our face-off the week before or because Amy was almost her age and gave orders like a five-star general, but Susan did as she said without any questions.
I was startled when I heard Amy knock on my bathroom door to check on me. She seemed worried after seeing the state I was in when we’d finished the cleansing a while earlier.
“Mind t
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