Page 36 of Things I Read About
Sam: WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!
Sam: !!!!!!!!!!
Skye: Samantha, can you not?
Sam: No for the millionth time, I cannot not. I can’t not.
Sam: Whatever.
Sam: !!!!!
Skye: I’m assuming we’re not telling Susan about this Night Skiing Assassin? What’s his name?
Sam: But, what DOES he do?
Sadie: Valid question.
Sally: He was in the military and now he’s a consultant.
Skye: I’m going to need you to read that back to yourself.
Skye: I’m about to start SamStorming my own barrage of !s
Sadie: Same
Sam: RIGHT!?!!?!!?!?!?
Sally: LOL… OK, that does sound bad. He said he consults on logistics.
Sally: and NO we are not telling Susan.
Sadie: Give her more credit, she might be happy for you.
Sally: It’s just a fling. Why have her get all worried when I’ll never see him again? It’s fine.
Sadie: What kind of fling are we talking??
Skye: We can see you’re salivating through the pixels, Sade.
Sam: We totally can.
Sally: Well, sorry, Sadie. Not much of a story. I think it’s already over. I kissed him last night and he just stood there.
Skye: You what?
Sadie: You what?!
Sam: YOU WHAT!!!
Sally: I just wanted to go for it. So, I did. And he froze.
Sadie: And then?
Sally: I ran into my room and slammed the door.
Sam: And then?
Sally: Then he cussed like a sailor and left.
