Chapter 103

I got the door open and allowed her--Belinda, my wife, to walk in before me.

Gusty G was obviously doing as much mind ponder as I was, myself.

I, for one, had quite a lot of thoughts...

Does she want to put an end to the ongoing threats which have spanned for so long?

Or she simply just wants to subtly remind me of her promises?

Perhaps she wants to ask for a--DIVORCE?

That would crush me.

No-it won't! Why would it?

What do I really care about her making that type of decision or not?

Mr Ghost guy: "Well, it's your thoughts, Santo. You tell me."

Me(mind talk): 'Choo, man. I don't need you blurting such nonsense that'd cause me to spill my response and thus have us both found out.'

He smirked and replied me.