As these thoughts and notions plagued him he was able to realize that nothing was as simple as he thought it was. Chastity’s affections towards him could easily be a result of the circumstances she was subject to.
Breakfast. It was another escapade with baby food jars (or at least their teenage scale equivalent) but this time, thankfully, without the highchairs. It was like eating yogurt or pudding of a different texture and flavor. And of course, they had to review it. Jack put down something meaningful and coherent, but not much more. He looked at Chastity surreptitiously as he finished up his review; she was still writing hers, apparently not at any loss for words on the subject. Well, that was all well and good;

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