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Allie let Toby out in the yard and Mimi went to open the door to Claire’s room The bed was une pile of dirty laundry sat like a ,” Mihters everywhere “Buttercup,” she crooned, “come out baby so I know you’re in here”

Mi sound She tossed aside the comforter on Claire’s bed, but no Buttercup “Come out, come out, wherever you are,” Mimi called out

This ti was louder, which meant Buttercup was probably trapped somewhere Last week, she’d been stuck in Claire’s closet Mimi opened the closet door, but no Buttercup There was anotherfrom Claire’s chest of drawers She followed the sound to the botto out and whizzed past her and out of the room

Good grief! How on earth had the kitten gotten stuck in a drawer?

Mimi was about to close the drahen a neatly folded paper caught her attention It was partially hidden beneath a sweatshirt

She gulped Obviously, Claire had hidden it here on purpose But…why? It wasn’t like Mi She picked up the folded letter and stared at it for a few seconds She wasn’t the type of hter’s room That was more her own mother’s modus operandi

It was probably nothing Maybe a note from one of her friends that she’d wanted to save Or maybe even a love letter Of course, if it was, Mimi had no clue who’d written it Claire hadn’t mentioned a boy since Adam

She couldn’t help but stare at the letter Call it instinct orolder than time told her she needed to open this

Put it back where you found it, Mimi

She sed the feeling back down her throat Claire was seventeen and a senior in high school She deserved some privacy

Mimi went to put the letter back beneath the sweatshirt when soht her attention It was a colored logo, easily seen even through the folded paper This wasn’t a personal letter, this was correspondence with an official letterhead Mi breath and slowly opened it The letterhead was from Florida State University and it was dated back in early February

Dear Ms Grant,

We are pleased to inform you of your acceptance into Florida State University Your excellent acadeious Freshram…

Mi thewas more of a formality, really All the hard work had already been done The contracts were all signed—all the rental equip they needed for the festival was a go The Facebook page seee success, and everyone, even Sherry, had nothing but praise for her Bettina was still reserved in her co Mimi’s butt every two seconds with some ridiculous problem, either

Doreen gave her a big thu Mi lot