'' eight of them , '' tolliver said . he was sitting in one of the chairs , his feet propped on his bed . '' yeah , '' i said . '' it was really , really awful . '' '' do you want to tell me about it ? '' '' it 's almost too bad to talk about , tolliver

'' evert carson please , '' david said , then heard a clunk and muffled voices . as he sat , still feeling strong from his run , he calculated what he would ask evert , anyone suspect anything , any challenges to his new identity . '' yeah ... hello . '' '' evert , it 's me , david

you might just find me in your bed ... '' when he realized she was n't kidding , he brought a hand to his chin in mock contemplation . '' that is a dilemma . '' '' then again , traffic might be light and you 'll get home early enough to bring me home . '' '' i 'm generally a pretty safe driver . as a rule , i do n't like to speed

and i was sure i locked it when i came in . darn sure . i opened it anyway and looked out . no one in sight . '' huh ? '' this was really strange . i closed the door , secured the lock again and returned to my milk . i knew it was futile , but i searched for him some more after i finished my
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