#Chapter 11 If It’s Not One Thing

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  We had just finished moving everything important—and dry—out of the apartment. I still wasn’t sure what to do with them, but maybe Barnett knew of a storage unit nearby with an opening. I was about to ask him just that when Barnett opened his mouth. “So, Anna, about the night that Lily…introduced us,” he said. Heat rose into my cheeks. God, I knew what this was about. “You acted like you didn’t know me.” Yup, here it goes, I thought. He’s going to ask if I really didn’t remember that he was my hockey coach. “Did you really not recog—” A pounding at the door startled us both. I looked at the clock. It was nearly 9:30. Who would be visiting at this hour? “Let me just see who that is,” I told Barnett as I squeezed by him. I tried to avoid touching him, but the heat between us near

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