The Blotters behaved like stepping on eggshells when they saw me come back home so soon, with Amy and without Brandon. Guessing they were just too proper to ask openly about it, I decided to clear any doubt.
"We broke up 'cause I chose saving Kujo's life, over a two-week roadtrip to watch the shoot of Trisha's show."
"I'm sorry," said Edward, always the epitome of a gentleman, while the touchpad beeped on the tablet.
"Well, I've found a Márái Sándor book you haven't read yet," was the output.
Gotta love Joseph's humor.
It was already dinner time, and Amy and I called it a night early, exhausted after the three last days. She left after breakfast, and all of a sudden I was like I'd longed to be about ten days earlier, during the shoot of the interviews: all alone with the Blotters in the Manor, like back in the good old days.
