Chapter 60 Night Discussions 2

• The time was twenty minutes past eight. I had an hour and forty minutes to vomit all the questions ravaging my brain.
• Peter and Laura were staring at me calmly, their hands clasped on each other as if rehearsed. They were waiting.
• My brain kept throwing up questions, and I was confused on which one to ask first. I took a deep breath, finally deciding to start with less stressful questions, and take it up from there.