"We're just gonna head 'em off at the pass", says Carl.
"Why this sudden exodus"? say I.
"My guess is it's because of my darling little sister:"
"What do you mean?"
"I was on Zoom with her this morning. She's lost all patience and is likely tyrannizing everybody."
"I never would have imagined:"
"I would", says François.
"She appears to rely on me for grounding and if I'm away too much she starts to lose it. It's a feature of her autism, I'm afraid."
"Then maybe she should be coming out."
"Good luck getting her away from the mansion. She's more territorial than a Siamese cat."
We are just about to roll into the driveway when my phone rings. It's George...
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