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“What—” His gaze flicks to the door behind host And I guess he has

“Oh, good,” drawls the fe is here now Just like old times”

The whole gang? As in, the three of them? Is this the cause of the animosity between Alexander and Griffin? And the bruises? No, at least, not these ones

“Hey” Back to the matter in hand, I whisper into the phone as the call connects “It’s Holly”

“Hello, Holly,” Archie chirps

“Hey, Arch, could you put your mom on”

“You’re on speakerphone Mu,” he explains happily

“Oh” Damn

“I called shotgun, and Hugh is in a huff”

“Am not,” mutters his brother, his tone quieter

“Isla, Alexander has asked ht now, at least Not until he calls”

“Why?” There’s surprise in her tone Suspicion? A hint of ah to—”

“Could you pull over?” I say hurriedly “I need to speak to you”

“Hang on”

The boys in to bite the skin aroundon in the other room I do what I can do and lower ain

“Okay” The car door slaround noise immediate Cars The whistle of the wind The no-nonsense clip to Isla’s tone

What do I say to her? How can I explain?

The bitch is back? But maybe she isn’t a bitch No, she’s definitely a bitch, and not just for co Maybe it could’ve been worse—I shake s are otherwise But how do you break that to so it with their own eyes? Will Isla have the saer Abhorrence There was no relief there Not even a little