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suspicious, every one that passes by the

window and looks in could be him or her.

“I think I’m being followed.”

“What?” Her eyes widen.

“Shh, I don’t want anyone to hear.

I told you it sounds stupid.”

"I didn't say that. But what makes

you think that?"

"It isn't any one thing. It's a hunch,

you know, that there are eyes on me."