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I pressed the down button and waited for it to stop at my floor. After a couple of minutes, I pressed the button two more times and the doors finally...slid open. I walked right in and bumped into - oh no - John. He looked just as stunned to see me as I did him and it was then that I noticed the plastic bag in his hand.J: Tori, what are you doing? Where are you going?T: I'm leaving. I want nothing to do with you!J: What did I do honey?T: What did you do?! You left me, that's what you did! I wake. ” “He hasn’t even bought you one?” “No. I never even knew about it until just now.” “Oh Caitlin, you don’t know what you’re missing!” She took me by the wrist again, more gently this time, and used my fingers to trace delicately around the string of pearls. I wasn’t too sozzled to note that she wasn’t just providing me with a feel of how the pearls felt, more, she just used my hands to provide a feel, full stop. “They’re very nice.” I said, for want of something more constructive. I wasn’t. More

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