Chapter Ten
I woke up with Tati kissing my forehead and saying, "Oh, please, Ollie ... Oh, please, Ollie," over and over. It was a nice way to wake up. I looked around and realized I was in my own little bed at Nancy House. I hadn't been in it in months, and certainly I'd never brought Tati here. She'd barely known the place existed.
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