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That was a lie, but I couldn’t tell her hts about Tristan About how he and I had so much in common I couldn’t tell anyone I hardly even told myself

"But since we are on the subject, tell h the phone "Did he use tongue? Did he growl? Was he shirtless? Did he motorboat you? Did you touch his abs? Did you lick his sharp jaw? Is he the size of a horse? Did you giddy up? Did you find his Nemo? Did you Grace his Frankie? Did you Justin his Timberlake?"

"I can’t handle you" I chuckled, butabout the kiss and what it

She sighed "Coet laid here, and this phone call is killing asped "Faye, are you having sex right now?"

"What do you mean? Like, sex-sex?"

"Yes, sex-sex!"

"Well, if you ina, then yes I guess you could semi call that sex"

"Oh my God, Faye! Why the hell would you answer the phone?!"

"Uhed I gagged

"Hi, Liz," I heard Matty call froain "I put you on the work schedule for thirty hours next week"

"I’ht now"

"You’re disturbing"

"Ow, stop, Matty I told you not to bite that" Oh osh, oing I think I’ But as for you, at least find some time to meditate and clear your head"

"And by meditate you mean…?"

"Tequila Top-shelf, burns in the belly, aids in bad decisions, tequila"

That sounded about right

Chapter Eleven

Tristan

April 3rd, 2014

Four Days Until Goodbye

I stood onagainst the swing set Dad and I had built for Charlie The tire swing swayed back and forth against the wooden fra outside to join me Zeus followed behind him and found a place to sit and stay dry in the corner I turned to Dad and stared at a face that resembled mine in ale and wisdom in his eyes

I didn’t reply to his question, but turned back to the rain