Chapter Seventy-Fourth

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Fabian “Geez, why on earth will you ask me to join you and pick dead plants?” I lamented. “Isn’t that the work of the maids?” I eyed him and he immediately bent down and started to do exactly the same thing she saw me doing. “But to be honest Les, why are you doing it, is it one of your hobby?” “Gosh. You talk a lot.” He laughed and dropped into the waste basket some uprooted dead plants. “I wonder why you haven't noticed yet how I talk a lot. I moved away from him and went to the other side of the garden. Not up to ten seconds, he strolled over to me. “You left without a word.” “You saw me leaving and you didn't say a word either.” “You always have a response to give.” He rubbed the side of his nose with the side of his hand. I didn't respond. My only focus was how to spend much

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