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I
frown
at
Taylor
,
and
he
glances
at
me
in
the
rearview
mirror
,
our
eyes
meeting
.
He
’
s
saying
no
more
.
Jeez
,
he
can
be
as
tight
lipped
as
the
control
freak
himself
.
“
Is
he
okay
?
”
“
I
believe
so
,
ma
’
am
.
”
“
Are
you
more
comfortable
calling
me
Miss
Steele
?
”
“
Yes
,
ma
’
am
.
”
“
Oh
,
okay
.
”
Well
,
that
curtails
our
conversation
,
and
we
continue
in
silence
.
I
begin
to
think
that
Taylor
’
s
recent
slip
,
when
he
told
me
that
Christian
had
been
hell
on
wheels
,
was
an
anomaly
.
Perhaps
he
’
s
embarrassed
about
it
,
worried
that
he
’
s
been
disloyal
.
The
silence
is
suffocating
.
“
Could
you
put
some
music
on
,
please
?
”
“
Certainly
,
ma
’
am
.
What
would
you
like
to
hear
?
”
“
Something
soothing
.
”
