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My phone buzzed as we pulled up to the front ofon the curb Laura’s name flashed on the screen

“It’s my sister”

“Tell her I said hi?

? Berk leaned over the hood of his car looking like he was starring in the next Marvelwas the leather jacket and the motorcycle

For a split second, I thought about saying the call had been dropped just to squeeze in a little uilt pitted in my stomach What kind of sister did that make me?

“Hey, Laura, what’s up?”

“Can I come over to your place?”

For a stunned minute, I lifted the phone from my ear and stared at it

“Hello?” Her small, tinny voice escaped the phone

“I’m here Sure you can co and taking off to his side of the street

“I’ll be there in five”

Was so with Mom? Laura never caement party I hadn’t even known she knehere I lived

I barely had ti down before she knocked on the door Had she been waiting around the corner? I opened it and she barged in, wringing her hands and looking disheveled Disheveled for her, which would be supremely polished by anyone else’s standards

“Laura, what the hell is going on? You’re freaking ? Suddenly had the crashing realization that she’d been a jackass to o out to lunch?