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I instructed him where to stop and we retrieved the cases.“Would you care to stop for refreshments, Mr Jennings?”“No, thank you, Mr Campbell, I ...hould really be getting back.”“Well, thank you for delivering us, Mr Jennings.” He smiled: “My pleasure!” he said, while once more looking at Lizzie, I thought lasciviously. I picked up the suitcases again.“I’ll give you the guided tour out here later, but for now we should go inside so I can introduce you properly to your new employers.”Her gaze was. I tell him it’s on my bed and he can go get it. He doesn’t say a thing and walks to my room. After a few minutes he has not returned so I go to see what he is doing. I find him on the floor, box in his lap, head hung, hands in tight fists. I walk closer to him, my feet right beside him and he doesn’t move. I squat down beside him, take his chin in my hand and lift it up to look in his eyes. He has tears, real tears. My heart breaks. He jerks his head from my hand and turns away. I stand up on. More

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