Their reward for enduring the awful experience was the right to tell people about it.
Samantha sometimes found Miles absurd and, increasingly, dull. Every now and then, though, she enjoyed his pomposity in precisely the same spirit as she liked, on formal occasions, to wear a hat. It was appropriate, after all, to be solemn and a little worthy this morning.
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Note: Evanna Lynch noted this line on Twittet!
“Did you fill up the tank?” Simon shouted, as he always did when she had been working a night shift. “Yes,” Ruth called back, striving for brightness, for normality.