Chapter 35

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I responded with "Okay," thanks. What else could I possibly say? I mean, really. I made an effort to concentrate and get my mind in the right place. I even tried not to think about what I was going to do if he flat-out prohibited me from being in her room or whatever, but that was an even harder scenario to fathom than the one I was trying to avoid thinking about.

"When Sharon first told me about you coming over last night and ending up in her bed, my initial thought was that you belonged on the blasted couch. She told me that you ended up in her bed. If you find yourself in need of a place to stay, I won't refuse you shelter under any circumstances, but the bed in my daughter's room is not an option.

When I tried to picture myself sleeping on their couch in the basement while Sharon was upstairs in her room, my eyes rolled down to my feet, and I took a deep breath as I did so. I didn't care for it very much, but at least he didn't keep me in the dark for an excessivel