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Оглавление‘I’m going out now, Mr Landen, to collect materials for the Project X you were so excited about. Do you want to come along?’
No reply.
‘I’ll buy you an ice cream,’ she said.
Still no reply.
Teena sighed. She stood on the front steps of her mobile home, one hand holding the door open, the other holding a camouflage jacket. Gazing in at the locked closet, she called, ‘When I get back I expect to find you out of that closet, the rabbit wearing the hat and your attitude much improved. Remember, no one’s irreplaceable, not even you.’
No reply.
‘Mr Landen?’ She frowned. ‘Are you all right in there?’
No reply.
Resigned to getting no sense from him, she put on the camouflage jacket, closed the front door and left.
