I have better things to do.’��?Like what?’He opens one eye and looks at me. ��?Like convince a stubborn girl to admit she’s madly in love with me.’I can’t help but smile.��?So if it’s not a pig farm that you want, what is it?’ he asks.I swallow. ��?How about a safe place to live where we don’t have to scrounge for food or fight for it?’��?It’s yours.’��?That’s it? All I have to do is ask?’��?No. There’s a price for everything.’��?I knew it. What is it?’��?Me.
