Mr. Stone really was badly allergic to cat fur.
Just standing at the doorstep that day was enough to make him sick.
But he didn't take a break. He just worked from home.
The wind was blowing pretty hard that day, and he kept coughing.
The sickness made him look even more fragile than usual.
I couldn't help it. I gave him a hug.
But that just made him cough even worse. I backed off real quick.
The maid made him some ginger tea. "Mr. Blake asked me to stock up on the tea. He said it was gonna get cold."
Reid held the cup and asked the maid what day it was.
After she told him, he said slowly, "His birthday's coming up."
"Good thing you remembered, Mr. Stone. Tomorrow's Mr. Hayes's birthday."
So everyone knew Luke mattered to Reid. Even his maid remembered his birthday.
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