Roger hunched his shoulders, held up both hands, then pointed at me.The black snake turned around, and when it saw me, its expression softened instantly.The next second, it dove straight up under the hem of my shirt and wrapped around me tightly. Not even the tip of its tail showed.Roger couldn't stop the corners of his mouth from twitching as he said, "See, Ms. Dittman? This clearly isn't the snake we're looking for. But thank you for coming all this way. I'll have a driver take you home."Outwardly, Roger insisted it wasn't theirs, but before I left, he shoved a book thicker than a phone book into my hands, titled "The Complete Guide to Raising Snakes".He warned me again and again, "Ms. Dittman, all living things have spirits. If you're keeping a snake as a pet, you need to treat it well. You should be gentle, loyal…"The black snake in my arms nodded along, letting out little hissing sounds of agreement.I asked Roger, "Do you want it? I'll give it to you for free."Roge
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