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CRACK!
THE NEWSPAPER MADE THE sound of a whip as it hit Manny's desk. The picture of him shielding his face from the light with his hand, and using his body to shield Pumpkin, made him wince. He hated that she was being exposed in this.
"You're lucky this didn't blow up in your face," accused Lorielle. "Right now the press is just chalking it up to your old playboy ways."
"You've got a four point rise in the polls with 18-30 year old males," said Heather from behind her tablet. "This could work out in our favor."
Manny wasn't listening. His fingers traced the outline of the unidentified leg on the newsprint. He'd had that leg in his hand in the flesh. The only thing missing from the photograph was the faint golden shimmer that only he could see. But that wasn't the only thing Pumpk
