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Chapter 13
Chapter 13The moment Steven returned to his hotel room, Thomas sprang from the chair where he’d been sitting, asking angrily, “Where the hell have you been?” “Mario and I…” Steven began. “Do not say you’ve been in some bar until a few minutes ago talking over old times. The bars closed,” Thomas glanced at the clock on the nightstand, “four hours ago.” “Then we…we walked and…and talked,” Steven stuttered out, aware he had to play this the way he always did instead of giving free rein to his anger at the man standing in front of him. “The hell you did!” The argument escalated from there, with Thomas hurling accusations and Steven trying to deflect them and then finally admitting he and Mario had ended up at Mario’s place. “But we didn’t do anything,” he said meekly. “We only had coffee
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