Ford considered saying the usual places; it was a lie, but vague enough that he thought he could get away with it. Not that he thought Cash would believe him, but he assumed Cash already didn't believe him, so that was a lost cause. And Cash was distant enough from society-at-large that Ford conceivably could have been flirting with women at parties and maybe he wouldn't have noticed. It wasn't a lie that work on anyone who was paying attention, because Ford and Miss Farley had been seen together probably a grand total of four times since the hurricane, but he didn't really have a better story.
But he also didn't know why he needed to bother with a story that neither of them were going to believe. He shrugged. "You heard about the party?"
But he also didn't know why he needed to bother with a story that neither of them were going to believe. He shrugged. "You heard about the party?"

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