He pulled on his pants, his yellow shirt with the ridiculous horse logo, his brown socks, and shoes. His tongue was hot. “Are you cold?” He asked her, cocking his head to one side like a puppy, so close that the heat of his words warmed her cheek. Looked all over that dratted convent of yours—or at least Trodger and the men did so—but no sign of them. It’s for you to say if I may sit on it. He yelled at the girls for neglected to hand Lucy a pair of shorts or a sweater while they stood around in shock.
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