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I watched Elizabeth lying on the grass. Her breathing went steady, and her arms relaxed as she fell asleep in the fall sun.
“You okay, man?” Devon asked after we had been sitting silently for a few minutes.
“Fine.” My voice came out all weird and high like it always does when I’m lying. This is why I never did well in acting classes.
“We’ll figure it out, Bry.” Devon sounded cool and confident like always. It made me want to punch him in the face.
“I said I’m fine.” I pulled out the black phone. More for something to look at that didn’t make me want to scream than because I actually wanted to play with it.
“I don’t know if that’s a good idea,” Devon said. “I mean, I really like this spot.”
“I won’t light it on fire.” I pressed my thumb to the button.
The screen blinked on, and I
