被打屁股和被鞭子操！ ！ ！

She smiled softly as she studied me and said, “Good. “What?”

Erin inhaled deeply, almost as if she were getting ready for a fight. “We aren’t obligated to pretend morality is objective.”

“You don’t believe morality is objective?”

“No one does, Marcus,” Astrid said, watching my caddy as he took the club I handed him and slid it into my golf bag. It was a light, carefree sound. Things like handicap, birdie, and bogey meant absolutely nothing to me. Erin gave me a sympathetic smile. My thoughts drifted back to Natalie as I tried to put my desire for her behind me. It was something I needed to take to heart; if I didn’t, losing Natalie wouldn’t have meant a damn thing. Do you think we would have time to make rockets if everyone had to worry about making our own clothing?”

She shook her head and looked at the clear blue sky, shading her fair eyes from the bright sun. “I guess.”

“I think you should tell Danni about this.”

Having expected some sort of platitude or other form of sympathy, her words took me by complete surprise.