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We both got out and looked at each other across the front of the car

“Thank you for—”

“Do you want—”

We stopped

“Go ahead,” Miles said,for me to speak first

“Oh, um, thank you For the lift home I appreciate it” I wrapped my arms around my waist

“You’re welco to say… Do you want to coreenhouses with me?”

“Can I go inside?”

“Absolutely not”

“Seeo inside?”

“Because I’ to you”

“Wow You’re nor to me before the conversation has even started, so this is an interesting development”

“You are hilarious”

“Thank you I try” I fell into step beside him as alked around the side of the house “What do you want to talk about?”

“Our conversation About classism”

“Oh, goodie I was hoping that would come up”

“You couldn’t have put any more sarcasm into that sentence if you’d tried”

“I disagree I could have I was trying to be polite”

“Terrible job”

“I knoasn’t trying terribly hard”

Miles coughed, and I swear he did that to hide a laugh “Anyway, I wanted to apologise for that, too”

Had I stepped into a parallel universe? Was the church a portal to another dimension? That was the only explanation for this