It’s no good hiding it any more. She grew perhaps a shade paler, and she glanced out into the street, where her four-wheeler cab, laden with luggage, was still waiting. I’ve had the rarest luck and fallen on my feet. Rhea writhed and scuttled about like a crab. “TROUSERS!” she whispered.
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