She reached for the door handle. What was it she had expected? Surely her moods were getting a little out of hand. I haven’t murdered any one, or broken the law in any way that I know of. She is no longer mine; she is yours. Do not avoid me if we meet by accident, but I trust to you all not to let the accident happen if you can help it. Sensing his discomfort, she stood up and brushed lint off of the hem of her gray miniskirt.
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