"You mean Robert and the twins?" she asked, rolling her eyes at him over the car roof. "I'm still the same stodgy, lonely businesswoman, Hal. The housekeeper will scold me for the muddy footprints, but that's it. No one will care about the zombie. Which is what the physiccal is for."
The garage door closed behind them and she unlocked the connecting door into the house. "The spare room is still in the same place. Go shower while I put some coffee on and find you something to wear."
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