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Ms. Pedilark was a frail old woman, with large eyes and almost translucent skin. She studied the two of them with pursed lips. "How... can I help...
"Good. Thank you."
She gave him a grin before leaning back against him. "Coming to my house when I'm sad and bringing ice cream and diet Sprite."
He took it, teetering to kiss her cheek.
She would hear his heart, and he sighed slowly.
(Zoop?)
“I don’t mind them; it would just be mean to take one home.”
“Don’t be. I love you dearly, Gabe, but even you have to admit that patting my head like a household pet would not strengthen a friendship.”
He stood up unsteadily, glancing back with a frown.
“It’s alright...”
“Thank you. You may leave.”
“Good. We were going to have a problem.0
She laughed slightly, seeming a little cheered up. “Sorry, Gabriel.”
“I’d like that,” he said sincerely, grinning at her.
“I’m really sleepy.”
"That's it."
"Did you keep him?"
"Hmph. Sure."
"Where are you going?"
He laughed, his hand cupping the back of her head.
