It wasn’t long, as she was about halfway through her coffee when the little tail began to sway as James ducked out into the open. He looked shell-shocked, as though he had expected that as soon as she closed the door he would be bombarded with affection and attention. Mayra knew that some of the boys Ellen watched relished in that kind of behavior, but James was one of those who still valued his independence and clung to his freedom like the ladies expected him to cling to a baby blanket – for dear life and no matter how little hope there was.

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