“I told Ben. “I might take them by the house on my way to see Pauline. I thought I’d volunteer to take her prizes to her.” “You’re planning on coming back here, aren’t you?” Ben asked. “I thought we’d have dinner in our room.” I smiled. “That sounds wonderful. I’ll feed Sparrow when I go by the house, then.” “Great.” He looked down at the floor. “What about Sally?” I asked. “Would you like for me to go by and feed her too?” “No,” he said, looking back up at my face. “I took care of her earlier t...oday.” He took a deep breath. “There’s something I need to tell you.” “All right.” I gazed at him expectantly, but he didn’t immediately elaborate. “Ben?” “Yeah . . . Let’s step over here and sit at one of these empty tables for a minute.” He waved to someone. I turned to see that it was Mark to whom Ben had gestured. Mark was now headed our way. “Is there some new development in the case?” I asked. “Did you guys find out something else?”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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