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| "That's all right. Dad'll come out for a cab. He's not the sort to dawdle." "I like a decisive man. That's why I talked to you by the pool -- you just jumped in, because you wanted a swim." "Adele, that was stupid. It was like swimming in a amy ferguson urine sample." "Same difference. I like a man who can make up his mind. That's what Ethan's father was like: decisive." "You'll like my Dad," Sean said. He drummed his fingers on the wheel, then amy ferguson lowered and raised his window. He whistled tunelessly through his amy ferguson teeth. Adele gave him a considering stare and he stopped, and started in on powers of two in his head. "There he is," Sean said, 224 later. Sean had barely been in Florida for three days, but it was long enough that his father seemed as pale as freezer-burned ice cream. Sean checked the traffic in his rear-view, then pulled across the waiting area to where his father stood, acing out an irate cabbie for the spot. |
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