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I don’t think I can get any angrier, but the matter of fact is, I do.
“Sorry, Boss,” T continues. My guess is she misinterpret the sparks of anger that floats around us as another kind of sparks because she doesn’t stop. “But, seriously, Sugar, you don’t have anything to worry about this beast here.” She throws her thumb at Lincoln. “He is a real teddy bear. Trust me.” She then pats my hand a couple of times. “You will be lucky to have him.”
She veers off of the track too far. I have to stop her. But, heaven forbid if I have to do anything. Again, Lincoln beats me. “Shut the fuck up, T.”
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