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Under the KnifeChapter 5
As we approached home I could see the little spirit house sparkling in the sunlight. “Spirit house did its job,” I remarked. “Nothing evil came our way during your recovery.” “I was fortunate -- no complications. Now that I’m recovered, you’re not going to take it down, are you?” “No. I like it, and like you said, it can’t hurt. It says someone Thai lives here.” I parked in the driveway. “Tonight I’m going to grill a big thick steak,” I said. “Then we’ll open a bottle of Champagne and...