No Help at All
Emily looked up when Amy's spoon hit the floor with the metallic clang of stainless steel on stone, and had to bite her cheek not to laugh. Ember brought to mind every "surprised" meme they had ever seen, but Emily noticed it wasn't just surprise in her best friend's eyes. Ember sobered. 'She's terrified,' Ember confirmed. 'I can smell it on her.' Before Emily could ask if she was OK, Amy slapped the folder shut, not bothering to put the contract back in its pouch, pinched it closed with one hand, and grabbed Emily's hand to pull her up. "Come on," Amy urged, tugging on Emily to get her to move faster. "We need to take this to my mom right now!" Emily's foot got tangled in her backpack shoulder strap on the way out of the nook, and she went down, hard. Amy tugging her forward didn't h
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