“Absurd! You’re the one who cheated on me! With … with … ”
Tulio narrowed his eyes. “With who?”
Miguel’s eyes lit up – never a good sign. “With him!” He pointed.
Not, alas, at some innocent bystander who might possess the unlikely good sense to run away really fast, thus providing them with the perfect excuse to follow suit, saying adios to their would-be assailants in the process.
“That’s a horse,” Tulio said. “Are you suggesting I … with a horse?”
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