Except of the week #2

Sephonie shrugged. If they didn’t care, then she didn’t care. Instead she returned her attention to the flower that rested in her hand. It could’ve come from him she reasoned, but then again, it could’ve come from anybody and the odds that it came from a person she liked were slim. After all, most people her age were unlikeable just on principle. But still the thought of him lingered in her mind.

If she wasn’t being chased across the Mediterranean by a madman she might’ve thought more about it. Instead she tried to remember to be serious. That’s what the situation called for.

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