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I rolled hly out of the way so I could get my own coffee

“You’re acting weird,” I accused, staring at ainst a kitchen chair

“I’ive uys need a couple minutes”

“Nothin’ weird about it,” Pop said, watching one

“So, you’re okay with Ca with me? Since when?”

He sighed and scratched the side of his head

“Don’t like it, no”

“Then as all that?” I bitched, flinging my arm toward the front porch

“Ya gonna give me time to speak before you fly off the handle?”

My mouth snapped shut, and I crossed my arms over my chest

“You realize your ht?”

I nodded

“Still stands”

Point taken

“You and Caet to the point already “I’ve never liked it”

I tiltedto get yelled at for interrupting

“Fuckin’ weird the way he let you follow him around I hated that shit But hell, after the shit you and your h—I couldn’t force you away fro, and neither were you He helped ya with your shyness, ot older, he h distance between ya that no one ever got the wrong idea”

I reh school, he stopped hanging out with s, untilat the clubabout it I hadn’t realized that he’d stayed away for a different reason altogether Made sense, though

“Sit,” my pop ordered as I shifted from one foot to the other

As soon as I was seated, he leaned forward in his chair and braced his forearms on the table “Do I like ya with him? Fuck, no I don’t want ya with anyone, but that ain’t reasonable or norrooman”

He reached out and pulled at my messy hair

“If somethin’ happened to me—”

“Don’t say that,” I blurted I never wanted to have that conversation Ever