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Tortured Thoughts 8

Back at the house Jason was holding the phone to his ear. “Why wont she pick up”, he asked Mindy. “Maybe she’s ignoring you”, Mindy replied. “No, she’d never do that, she always answers my calls”. He hung up the phone. “Whatever. I hope she wasn’t in an accident”, Mindy said with a smirk. “Why do you keep saying that? Besides, Pamela is a very careful and cautious driver”, said Jason. “Accidents do happen”, Mindy pushed. Jason rolled his eyes and sat on the sofa. Mindy scooted beside him. He looked over at her strangely. “What was Pamela couseling you about anyway”, he asked. “Its confidential”, she said. “Yeah, I know but your in our home, I think I have a right to know about the people sitting at my dinner table.”, he said. “First, you have no right to my personal issues, second Im not at your dinner table yet. If you want, I can leave”, she said as she stood up.”No wait. I’m sorry. Pamela would kill me for running her guest away”. Just as Mindy sat down the phone rang. Jason jumped up to answer it.

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