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She gently cleaned it, frowning. "I know, August. I made a mistake."
She nodded. "I'm glad you see the truth."
She nodded. "That's right. Lo. Short for Lotus."
Sariel tilted his head. "They are?"
She frowned, moving to clean it. "I know.. This might sting a little."
"But Row.."
"Lo."
"Janitors closet."
She took out one of the wipes. "Please, August..'
"That's gross, Row."
"My horse."
They followed behind her.
She frowned, setting down the things on the table. "Let me help."
"Then how will you hold hands with me?"
She shrugged. "Horse."
He followed along, drying his clothes.
She shook her head, going to her bag and getting and taking out bandages and medical wipes.
"Yes you do."
She looked around curiously. "I suppose It's ending now."
He got up.
