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“
If
you
can
spare
someone
to
do
that
,
you
’
re
obviously
overstaffed
.
”
“
I
’
ll
send
an
e
-
mail
to
the
head
of
human
resources
and
have
her
look
into
our
head
count
.
”
His
lips
twitch
to
hide
his
smile
.
Oh
,
thank
the
Lord
,
he
’
s
recovered
his
sense
of
humor
.
Mrs
.
Jones
serves
us
breakfast
and
we
eat
quietly
for
a
few
moments
.
After
clearing
the
pans
,
tactfully
,
she
heads
out
of
the
living
area
.
I
peek
up
at
him
.
“
What
is
it
,
Anastasia
?
”
“
You
know
,
you
never
did
tell
me
why
you
don
’
t
like
to
be
touched
.
”
He
blanches
,
and
his
reaction
makes
me
feel
guilty
for
asking
.
“
I
’
ve
told
you
more
than
I
’
ve
ever
told
anybody
.
”
His
voice
is
quiet
as
he
gazes
at
me
impassively
.
And
it
’
s
clear
to
me
that
he
’
s
never
confided
in
anyone
.
Doesn
’
t
he
have
any
close
friends
?
Perhaps
he
told
Mrs
.
Robinson
?
I
want
to
ask
him
,
but
I
can
’
t
—
I
can
’
t
pry
that
invasively
.
I
shake
my
head
at
the
realization
.
He
really
is
an
island
.
