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directly,” I said. Then stopped.
Because memory is slippery when you’ve spent years explaining it away.
“Actually… she would say things.”
“What kind of things?”
I looked toward Laya. She was drawing a purple house with no doors.
“Taryn once told her, ‘If you keep showing off, people won’t want you around.’ I told myself she was just being snippy.”
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