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I’ hlights when azine in one hand and a azine on the table with a dramatic flourish Alex’s scruffy, lumbersexual face is plastered on the cover His face is everywhere these days

“You’re coht,” she says with finality My mom never uses that tone, so she must mean business

“What game?” I maintain a neutral expression I think

Myabout The Hawks have a the Waters beaver Toame

“This is the first time Buck has ever been in the finals”

“But—”

“No buts, Violet You’re cory mom stare It’d be funny if the turkey sandwiches ina revolt

“Fine” I’ve dodged every hoame at this point I can’t avoid Alex forever and I should be there to support Buck This could be the silver lining on his hockey career I gesture to the azine “What’s this?”

“There’s an article in there you should read I think you’ll find it very entertaining and informative”

I give her a look as she flounces out of the roo like that, she’ll entice e not to look

When I get back to ar candies in front of ain My stomach rumbles in anxious anticipation

Ms Bullock et ho fro it between two gnarly fingers, she hides it behind her back so it’s in her apartain”

“I see that When was he here?”