On the way to his car I noticed Roman Dharke’s tentative silence and his every so often glance at me. I started to inquire of randomness, just to disarm awkwardness when he made his own attempt in inclination. “Is she afraid of you?” he asked.
I stopped at the passenger door, and started to open it. “Who?”
“Jessica-”
After our numerous odd run ins, it seemed so. “I am not sure I rarely pay enough attention to notice.” I said, as I opened the door. “Though, I guess that would be quite a laugh, wouldn't it?” I said as I started to dip into the passenger side.
When he got in and started the ignition, he scoffed. “That is a laugh.”
“Yes, because who in their right mind would be afraid, of stupid, careless little Wilhelmina?” I sarcastically hissed.
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