The smell assaulted them even before they entered the restaurant, greasy and savory. Tonight Lucy doled out outré physiological theories of boys and their overactive hormones. The music confused and distracted her, and made her struggle against a feeling of intoxication. "Are you my son? Are you Jack?" "I am," replied Jack.
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