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"I don’t knoe Your dad…he didn’t want you to find out until the seht set you back He only told me because he wanted me to be here for you when you found out But I just can’t know this and not tell you You deserve to know…"

"You shouldn’t have," she bites back "You should have kept this to yourself!" She’s not looking at me any more, and her stare is wide, and off sohtly to her body, and her arin, but I don’t knohat to say, so I just sit there and wait for her hate to grow

"I was better off not knowing," she says, her voice an angry kind of calain "Are they even selling the house?"

"Yes, that part’s true," I say "But the trip--" I’m unable to stop myself, and the second I say it, I know I shouldn’t have let out so much But it’s too late Her eyes are on h soback at er All I can do is shake et to her feet, and she starts shoving all of her belongings into her suitcase, not even taking tio back," I say, reaching for her arry, and I know I’et the brunt of it, so I closewith you," I start again, but she cuts me off

"I don’t want you to," she says, her fingers already dialing her phone

"Rowe, you need to process this Stop Just wait until ure out what to do"

"Ha! Don’t you think the three of you have figured enough out for ers atthe phone away from her ear "Address"

"Don’t Do This," I whisper onewith her I reach to touch her ar a statue She looks dohere htly around her arone

"Address," she says once again, her voice seething, and her eyes narrow, and so very angry Everything about the way she’s looking atangry, she’s going to be destroyed And I guess I’d rather see her mad at me instead

"Seventy-four seventy-one North Meadow Drive," I relent, then listen to her repeat it to the person on the other line I sit back and let ainst the hile I watch her ements to leave my parents’ home--to leave er I could physically keep her fro But then what?

This…this…has to happen My only hope is soh her broken heart coe down the hall, and I stand several feet away froht froap, to put my arms around her and let her cry on ht now And unfortunately, the person she does, is gone--forever

Chapter 29

Rowe

Flying angryeasier, too Maybe it was because I hadn’t sleptwhen istered the five hours it took ed the American Airlines ticket, and it was pricey And my parents would pay it They owe h this door and rip into the But then nobody was ho around, and all of my verve completely deflated

Boxes take up places where furniture used to sit The walls are e places that used to showcase fae--like the fact that the cord froer taped along the floor to the other side of the wall Everything--everything--is gone

I take a trip upstairs, because I like torturingnot to let siry about this instead My roo more than a pile of boxes, stacked neatly in the middle, and labeled "North Room 2" My parents’ roo airin thevery soon