“Tell him that he is mad. Mike and Shari sat at the kitchen table eating potato chips. Spurlock relaxed, suddenly, and sank deeply into his pillows. It would be swindling. Stay where you are, Mr. CHAPTER I. The houses loomed progressively larger as one strode up the block, growing from ranch to two-story, from squat 1950's modern to stately 1890's palace. Spurlock, filled with self-mockery, sat in a chair on the west veranda. “Please don’t be sad.
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