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Rebecca began to feel a little more herself as Richie drove her across the city to Twin Peaks. Shay had left them as soon as they were out of Golden Gate Park, saying he had things to check on. She leaned her head back and shut her eyes. Right now, she didn’t want to think.
After a long while, Richie asked, “Do you like Indian?”
He made no sense. “Indian what?”
“Food.”
She could hardly think about food, but murmured, “I never met a curry I didn’t like.”
“That’s what I hoped you would say.” He used his hands-free phone set-up to order what sounded to her like enough food for a small army and asked for rush delivery to his house.
“Who is all that for?”
“I didn’t have much for lunch today.”
Once back at Richie’s, Rebecca was glad to see Spike. He was a beacon of sanity for her.
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