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Seek and Ye Shall Find

“We’re not supposed to be hiding together. That’s Sardines. How did you find me, anyway?”

“You’re predictable, Sassenach.”

“Am I?”

“Aye,” Jamie says, all posed casualness as he circles her. “You never pick a closet unless there’s a window.”

“Just because I’m hiding doesn’t mean I don’t want natural light.”

“And,” he interrupts, “You canna resist me so there’s always a proper door to bolt. And room for both of us.”

“Or you can’t resist me. I simply plan for the inevitable.”

Yes I do and you want to know why ...

My dog's never plotted to kill me because I don't think like they do. Nope, they just sit with me and comfort me. Hell, my dog's even know when I'm not feeling good - most times before I even do!!

This is its own deep dive. Lots of word salad explanations but remember…it seems like everyone was on the CCP take. For decades.