Morris's POVShe was there. Standing at her kitchen, her back to me, her have moving as she stirred stew. It smelt lovely in there. My heart thudded though. And my stomach grumbled loudly in fear. I wasn't sure I had ever felt that way since my first mission as a spy."Hey." I said and she whirled around, her hand on her chest. Oh, look, I'd startled her. I reprimanded myself mentally, tempted to slap myself silly."For crying out loud, you startled me, Morris." She sounded... Confused. Maybe, confused to see me there."I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. I just... Well, nevermind..." I said and she stared at me closely, then went back to her stew. She was mad. She was definitely mad at me. And who could blame her. I had called her a liar and had let my anxiety and curiosity get the best of me. I hadn't intended to but I still did. How on Earth was I supposed to fix this?"If you're looking for Josie, she's not here." I thought
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