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.