He rubs his nose ruefully. “We…can’t take you home. Yet. We can’t take you home yet. But we will. Soon, I mean. Just not yet.”

I stare at him for a moment in bewilderment. “That was probably the least articulate anyone in history has ever been,” I finally say.

Author: Haley Fisher

He rubs his nose ruefully. “We…can’t take you home. Yet. We can’t take you home yet. But we will. Soon, I mean. Just not yet.”<br /> <br />I stare at him for a moment in bewilderment. “That was probably the least articulate anyone in history has ever been,” I finally say. - Haley Fisher

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