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I snort "A bit?"

"But she’s also been your biggest supporter," Mom reminds me "She’s always been there for you when you needed her Rerade? What was her naain--Brenda? Brynn?"

"Bryndan"

"Bryndan? Lord, what is the matter with parents these days?" Mom shakes her head in amazement "Anyway, remember when Bryn--nope, I can’t even say it, it’s that stupid When that girl was bullying you? Ra and ready to protect you to her dying breath"

It’sto be helpful, but can we please not talk about Ramona anymore?"

"Okay, let’s talk about the boy then Because I think you should call hiree"

"Sweetie, he obviously feels bad about what happened, otherwise he wouldn’t be trying to contact you And…well, you were going to, ah…give him your flower--"

I do a literal spit take Coffee drizzles down rab a napkin to wipe it away before it stains ain I beg of you"

"I was trying to be parental," she says priland"

"All right You were going to fuck hihter flies out, and it takes a second before I’ to help, but Logan’s off the table too Yes, I was considering having sex with him No, it didn’t happen And that’s all she wrote"

Distress clouds her expression "Fine, I won’t bug you about it anymore But with that said, I refuse to let you spend the rest of the su," I protest

"Not on the outside But I can see right through you, Grace Elizabeth Ivers I knohen you’re s for show, and so far you’ve given htens up, a determined set to her shoulders "I think it’s tio down to the canal today and walk along the river, but you knohat? Ee" She claps her hands "We need to do so drastic"

Crap The last ti, ent to a salon in Boston and she dyed her hair pink

"Like what?" I ask warily