“Yes.” He tried breathing through his mouth but that didn’t help. Now he could almost taste Matt on his tongue. The next hour would be hell and ...e knew it. Finally it was time to leave and Rhys and Matt walked outside. “Where’s your car, Matthew?” Matt just shook his head. “I didn’t drive. I wasn’t sure where I was going, so I just took a cab.” Rhys smiled, and took Matt’s hand, leading him towards his own car. As soon as they reached the car, Rhys looked around, then pressed Matt up against. What did she say? 'The Cream of Sheba'? Did this mean that she knew? That she'd known all along? Or maybe it was just part of the text of the story. He could pretend it was written by someone else. That he'd downloaded it off the Internet. That'd be better than confessing to the truth. And better perhaps than if Maggie saw the wallpaper on his screen."Here you are, dear!" he called as he came back, watching his wife who was now sitting on his swivel-chair and reading his prose, the cigarette. More

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