A Time To Forgive

“But—”

Abby hung up, cutting off her friend. She wet her suddenly dry lips.

“Jaye let me in,” he explained.

“I figured that. Um, exactly how long ago was that? I mean, how long have you been standing there?”

“Long enough to hear that you want to see what’s under my clothes.”

She felt her face flame. “I wasn’t talking about you. I was talking about the uncle of one of my other students,” she said with as much haughtiness as she could muster.

“Okay. But in case you were talking about me, in the spirit of fairness, I’m going on record as saying I’d like to see what’s under your clothes, too.”

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