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Where's the Exit?
Ashley watched the cottages and cabins passed the SUV moved through the community. They’re headed to the visitor’s cabins.
“You’re quiet. What are you thinking?”
“I’m wondering whether you’re wrong and what I'll do when you get fed up and leave.”
“Have you experienced many people become fed up and walk away?” Ashley didn’t respond.
Sal now understood her attitude. This would be harder to fix. But she didn’t know Sal enjoyed her resistance. Sal’s convinced he’s a patient man most of the time.
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