Book3:WereMyDreamIs

eymaybegatheredtogethersomewhereandhavingareunion!IthinktheyareprobablyatNovel’smansion.Itisbigenoughandhasenoughbedroomstoaodateeveryone…Iwilskaroundandwewillbeabletoknowmoredefinitelyhowthingsare.”

    “That’sgood.That’sgood.Letthemgettogetherandhaveagoodtime…”ThenhesuddenlythoughtofsomethingandaskedMr.Kaffee.“Richardjusttoldmethatyouwerefranticallylookingforme.Issomethingwrong?”Mr.Kaffeeimmediatelytookouthiscellphone,scrolledittothetextthatMegginnhadsenthimandhaoDimitrisaying,

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    “Look,that’sthetextthatMeggime.Howotgooutofmymindwithworry?”Thenhequicklytookhishandbadsmiledawkwardlyiembarrassmentsaying,“Sorry.Sorry.IamsoworriedthatIfotyouotsee.Letmereadittoyou.”Thenheread,“Ihavee