The Puppet Master

Sylvia was still here, so I signaled with my eyes for her to excuse me, and since she was in her calm era – it's like the calm before the storm – she gave me a smile and then walked out after carefully closing my door.

“What's that?” I asked after Sylvia had now disappeared, “What did you do, Uncle?”

“It's a long story.”

“I'm sure you called to ask for my help, right?”

“Yes, but it's not really im