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Olivia let out a groan and toppled backward on the bed I couldn’t really blaood portion ofabout Quentin to Olivia Andtired of it She didn’t say it, and I knew she never would She was taking her role asvery seriously, and I knew she wanted to be there for me But there was only soabout hiain

“Is that it?” she asked

“It was during lunch He alking his puppy up froenuine smile, like he wanted to come over and talk to me But he didn’t He just went on by Brandon ithwith Quentin a second chance He looked at et up and chase after hi”

“And you didn’t?” Olivia asked

There was a slight note of sarcasm in her voice, and I scoffed at her

“I just sat there watching hi for him to turn around and come back to sit withthere under a tree, holding my sandwich like I was on the front cover of so his puppy would break free from him to come steal it so he’d have to run over”

Finally, Olivia sighed She reached over and sh with the back of her hand

“Just talk to hi better You have to talk to him,” she said

“I know”

I let out a long breath, and she opened her eyes a little wider like she was expecting me to say more

“And?”

“I will On Monday I’ll go to his office and I’ll talk to him and tell him about Little Bean,” I told her

“How?” she asked

I turned ether