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“No,” I lie “It’s nothing” She deserves to have soet left out overnight and that old broad gets heated

The evil little guy in reat In fact, I think I’ll plot the ti’s schedule

Red hair swinging back and forth slightly, the pretty thief s the other in place to keep doing the hard work of concealing her breasts “I’m Carly, by the way This is my mom Stella’s house”

I take her petite, warm hand in mine and return the sentiment “Ryan My dad, Sal Miller, lives here”

“Ohbetween ot hurt helping my mom with decorations?”

My eyebrows draw together “Is that what happened? My dad’s been pretty tight-lipped about the specifics”

“Yes!” she cheers “Ohher take down some holiday decorations, I think”

My chin jerks back “Holiday decorations? In September?” That’s weird “What holiday?”

Carly’s face scrunches into a laugh, surprised I’uess”

Decorations for Labor Day? That’s a new one

Whatever Since it really doesn’t o

A peculiar bang sounds from the inside of my dad’s house, and both of us whip our heads toward it in synchrony

“What was that?” Carly asks, and all I can do is laugh

“I don’t know But I better go find out”

She nods enthusiastically, jerking her thue “I should probably do the saain about the whole taxi thing”

I nod “Water under the bridge” Sort of I have a feeling Betty will ensure payback is achieved too

I watch as she lance to the end of the driveway and I note the trash can still sits haphazardly at the street