<strong>Vern ~ with Evie</strong><br/><br/>Mr. Fritz gave Evie a knowing glance. One look at Vern said it all. Whatever was the truth didn’t matter. Vern acted like she was his and the slave acted like she was staying with him. Fritz shudder visibly, did she like him?<br/><br/>Vern looked down to Evie as he clipped her leash on her collar and pinned her wrists behind her back.<br/><br/>“You ain’t lynched, so yeah it was alright, I guess,” Vern replied with the mastery of a music critic who was profoundly tone deaf.<br/><br/>He didn’t miss the yawn but he didn’t acknowledge it either. “After this next lesson I’ll feed you something maybe.” He told her.<br/><br/>His hand on the leash he turned and stepped off, “Keep up!” he called out over his shoulder.<br/><br/>