When I got up to the line, the officer closest to me didn't really look at me. Jean-Claude was suddenly louder than ever in my head. I could have cleared the steps if I was allowed to be mean, but having to be nice at the same time I was trying to be firm was beyond me. I felt him almost catching on the sides, because I hadn't given myself time to grow wider.
The bed frame being gone probably explained why Richard had removed his jean jacket and was just in an olive green T-shirt. The doors were all identical. Jason was nuzzling my hair. No one notified us.
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