322 Clearing the air

NEW BOOK: Allure Of The Night

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Simon held Melanie's hand as they walked around the campus, while Melanie tried to stop him as it felt like she was soon going to step into war mine. 

"Simon?" Melanie called him. "What are you planning?" 

"Plan?" asked Simon, turning his head to give her a bright smile. "When have I ever planned anything? You doubt an innocent soul like me for no reason. I am a harmless potato."

"When were potatoes even harmful?" 

A dramatic gasp escaped from Simon's lips, and he stopped walking. Turning his body, he said, "Do you know a lot of people die because of them? Over eating them, not eating them, some dreaming about them." 

Melanie stared at Simon as if he had hit his head somewhere. But then Simon was like this all the time. 

"I sometimes wonder if I jumped into the swimming pool without realizing the depth of the water," muttered Melanie.