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I needed to talk to hi off my chest When I could take a break, I called

“Christopher Stewart, art director,” Chris answered, in professional mode

“Hey, Chris”

“Shae?”

“Yeah I’m sorry I ran out on you earlier We really need to talk can you coht for dinner?”

“Aren’t you working late?”

“No, I’ in on a half shift for soe how often that happens to hospital staff”

“Okay”

There wasn’t ot back to work Now all I had to figure out was how to break the news to him in person

The door toto unlock it, but the door pushed open as soon as the key touched the lock Trying to be quiet, I called the police on my cellphone I was ready to wait in the hall until the cops ca in pain

Gripped by protection instincts, I charged in, pepper-spray at the ready However, I was definitely not prepared for what I sahen I got to the living roo to stuff Jeepers into a carrier, and the little kitty was putting up a hell of a fight

“What are you doing?” I demanded

“What are you doing here? You’re not supposed to be ho you coh I had done so home

“Do you have any idea how creepy that sounds? It also doesn’t answer my question about my kitten”

“I was just looking for rabbed it”

“I sold your stupid helmet, remember?”

“Do you have any idea what that hel red

“You ordered it on eBay! It’s not like it was a fa If it was, I wouldn’t have taken it What are you doing with my cat? You don’t even like cats!”

“I was just taking away so you love as compensation He should fetch a pretty penny on the online market”