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For abut the sound of Mrs Henney as she shushed us

Trevor ran his hand over his chin and studied h it had pretty much left his eyes “Don’t worry, Everly Sorry Ever I’ood day today” Sarcasm bit into his words “I understand all of it” He looked away and le word”

His eyes swung back, and I saw anger in their depths, which only made me feel worse than I already did

“Just so you know, I’ht have been in a coma and all” His eyes narrowed and he winced as if in pain “Maybe my words come out a little slow sometimes, but you don’t have to talk to me as if I’m some kind of loser I didn’t expect that from you”

“You don’t know me,” I shot back

“No, I guess I don’t That’s one thing we can agree on”

The feelings insideto do with Trevor and everything to do withfor a chance to explode They were etched into flesh and bone, and they colored everything in my life

I thought of my mom and her sad eyes that poked out froht no one could see I thought of the denial that she clung to every single day, denial that she pretty ht ofas he spread peanut butter over his stupid bagel, he’d said that he’d be dropping Isaac off at a friend’s before heading into the city for errands

Errands You’d think he’d at least co old

I didn’t ask him when he’d be back because I didn’t care, and he didn’t volunteer that inforood

There it was The sad story of Everly Jenkins That was all that I had ti

“I’m sorry I didn’tfor me to say I’ll see you toy pretty darn sad, but it was all I had

Chapter Three

Trevor

“You look tired, honey Are you sure you’re up to going out?”