He left before she could stop him. That was not only not necessary, but left her in charge of his things. As if she had nothing better to do. She wondered where she missed the part that he sold himself to her for room and board. She scoffed. That was too like slavery for her to ever accept, even on her worst of days. People!
She took a drag off her cigarette and pull off her drink, before her long nails snatched the menu off the bar with a flick. She wasn't a turkey kind of girl. The mutton looked promising.
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