 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Claudine decided, as she watched Schmoe, that this was simply the way he was. He was probably uncomfortable in crowds or even around small groups of people. Maybe that was the reason he always needed to have something in his hands; it was to distract him. Whatever the reason, she could relate: she disliked being around to many persons.
So she had remembered correctly: they would be building. Claudine was not excited. She rolled her eyes at the box pun but considered the question. “They contact Ikea for help?’’ she suggested from the isolated spot she had chosen to stand. Oh yes, her hand was up and she had waited to be called upon. |