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"Jemima, is that you?" Jack rushed up to her as she was just leaving from Nero's entrance door.
She cleaned her eyes with her face towel, forcing a smile on her face. "Jack, hello."
"Where have you been?" He put his hands on her shoulders, trying to look into her eyes.
"Jack, I've been around." Jemima said with a weak laugh.
"Cut the crap off." His voice was raised as he scratched his head. "Sorry for my tone. I have been the one picking up Nero from the bar for the past two weeks now. I was surprised to go there as usual to bring him home and a random person say that a woman came to pick him up. I was scared because the only person on my mind was his mom. I couldn't beat the thought of his mom seeing him the way he is, that's why I rushed down here."
Jemima was short of word
