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"Well, I guess that hasn’t changed," I said, finally taking a seat "I’ve been told I ask too many questions a lot over the last fewinto a bowl "But you have changed I can see it"

"And I guess that’s a bad thing?" I sighed

"No" She came over to me and rested her elbows on the other side of the counter "Actually…I think I kind of like it"

"How ah?" I asked

Nadine pursed her lips "I’m not a hundred percent sure yet, but I’ll tell you what, as soon as I do figure it out, I’ll be sure to let you know" Reaching out, she tweaked the end of my nose With a wink she turned back around to the burner where she started ether with a wooden spoon

"It’s not fair" I said, co off a lot whinier than I intended "Everyone knows er to myself"

"Child, I hate to break this to you, but did your father soive you the impression that he’s the warm and cuddly type?" Nadine pulled a ladle out of a drawer

"No," I answered immediately

"Well, in a way, the two of you have always been strangers So, in that way, things are exactly as they were before," she announced with a sood thing or a bad thing"

Nadine shrugged

"Andkid is on the way ho my bitterness, because I was bitter

Nadine winced, like she’d been hoping I wouldn’t ask aboutup "Spa is a code around here It eitherout at a rehab or a desert retreat or whatever it is she does to clean out her abused liver" She wiped her hand on the towel on her shoulder "Iabout my mother so I cut Nadine off when I felt like she was about to ?" I asked, leaning forward on my elbows

"Your favorite; breakfast for dinner!" My heart sputtered when she scooped up soriddle When she used a spatula to flip the contents of her pan over I saw Preppy, standing in her place, wearing his favorite red lacy apron