"Go straight through, Mr Callico. Mrs Hammond-Clyde is expecting you."
I obey the pineapple-haired Barbie behind the desk, ignoring the misnomer. A year ago, I gave up correcting people. We might have been partners of three years, but we never married. Even if we had, I would never have taken his family name.
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In principle, what is called an error in a fiction cannot really be so. Are Gabriel's genes really foreign to Callico genes?