𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯. “𝘑𝘢𝘬𝘦?” “𝘖𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘪𝘮?” 𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦. “𝘞𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦’𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦? 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦’𝘴 𝘌𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘦?” “𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘥,” 𝘙𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥. “𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘋𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘳-𝘛𝘰𝘪.” 𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘦𝘥. “𝘋𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘳…? 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵.” “𝘕𝘰. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘸𝘦’𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘦 𝘥𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯. 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘻𝘺, 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘣 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘬𝘢 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮.” My head is spinning from this!