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"I didn’t think you remembered," she says quietly

"Of course I remember" I brush a lock of hair back from her face and pal"

"What?" she whispers

"When you thought she was pregnant… I saw your face"

"So?" She avoids ht as to why that hit you so hard"

"A helpless child is involved," she says She clenches her fists

"That’s all it was?"

"Yes"

"Liar"

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She slams the door behind her

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I sit down on s and jerks rin when I see that it’s E

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"If you tellto come over there with my baseball bat"

What? Then it hitsthat stuff up"

"I should be telling you not to bring it up," he ht in the bed "Are you s?" I demand Marta will kill him

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But E him "What is it?" I ask

"Your birth irls say she went to your apartut clenches "Okay," I say slowly "Did she say what she wants?"

"She wants ht she’d really use it for rehab, I’d give it to her "No, she doesn’t She wants to get high"

"I know" He heaves a sigh