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You'll never forget the looks on their faces. It was as though they were both small children, and you were a university professor. Even Josiane, five years your elder, was utterly lost for words.

"I have my ways," you say.

With Asher's assistance, you unpack your trunk. Your clothes and belongings look small in these surroundings, and you're accustomed to having more around you. Still, the rooms are beautiful, and you have plenty of space to place something personal.

You rummage through your trunk, alighting upon…