That Time That Lorna—Nearly Got Me Arrested!
He looks at me askance. Was there something in my manner that somehow aroused his suspicion? “Jay, can you help me zip this case, please?” Lorna, struggling with the zipper on a very full suitcase, turns her eyes toward me with a mildly pleading expression. “Of course,” I respond. With (more…)
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