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The back of his fingers caressed my forehead and face, his eyes shiny now. "We would have found a way.
"Once I started at the university, I grew to like the biology courses," Chris continued, pausing to alternate between drinking and eating as he spoke.
Suddenly, he loosened his grip, and a narrow chain fell tinkling down with two tiny rubber-tipped clamps swinging back and forth over my chest.
And we were still outside.
The kitchen had been cleaned, the couch put back to order, and Dirk and Jolie were not in the immediate vicinity. Had I imagined it all.