Desiree looked down at Rhodes, where he squatted by the gutter.
"What are you doing?" she asked, as if interested.
"I felt a little sick for a minute," he told her, "as if too elevated."
"Stop lying to me!" Desiree said.
"I know that's not your trick," said Rhodes as he regained his orientation, "We can go now, Chuck."
Chuck chuckled, because he knew a thing or two about maintaining control. ...not as if he really wanted it.
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