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| “Where’s your backpack?” I asked abruptly. “I didn’t bring it. What, did you think it was surgically attached or something?” “Seemed to be,” I grunted. “Or at least sewn to your coat.” “I could see why you’d think that, but I thought I’d leave it at home tonight. I wasn’t planning on studying between frames or anything like that.” “You would have been disappointed if you had. My turns don’t drag on too long.” “I didn’t think they would. Those gutter balls don’t need too much in the way of math, do they?” She snickered as I scowled at her. “Just for that, I’m not going to go easy on you, Abney.” She smiled smugly, her nose in the air. “I appreciate the warning.” |