The girl was chewing gum, her white hair suggesting she was a delinquent.

"Hey, I'm talking to you," she told Frank. "Are you mute?"

"Watch your manners, Kat!" Nash strode out of the kitchen just then, frowning at her.

"It's fine—it's only natural that she asks questions since a stranger has just showed up in her house." Frank smiled faintly. "Hello. I'm Frank Lawrence."

"Right."

Kat Yego yawned, shooting Nash an uninterested look and saying coolly, "Honestly, I don't care where you find all these idiots..."

"Watch your mouth, brat!" Nash snapped, glaring at her." This is Mr. Lawrence. He's an important guest of the Turnbulls!"

in disdain. "Alright, just leave me out of your mess. I need money now—I'm going out

up, and you're a girl. What do you think you'd look like, staying out

the crap—it's just annoying. Are you giving me money

the point." Nash appeared utterly disappointed. "What do you think you look like, going out every

want to give me any! And I'm an adult, so you don't have to worry about me!" Kat snapped furiously,

and sighing, but he could not do anything

"I'm

get rebellious." Frank smiled and shook

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was done cooking

ate, he found the food delicious—it was not as good as Carol Zims' cooking, but he could

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