CHAPTER 013: FISTS AND STOMPS

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JUNE; Today was one of those days I would have preferred to just stay in bed, stare at the ceiling, or just watch my favorite shows while lazing in my house robe. In those days, the only thing that kept me going was Mary's company, either at her house or at mine. One thing I had in common with her was that we both had single parents. Her mom was late. I sat up slowly, the thought of her had crept in. I felt so bad. I hadn't been able to see her even when she had proposed meeting up in a coffee shop. She said she understood I was still trying to settle in when we spoke last afternoon. But the whelp in her voice? Oh, gosh! It was too familiar. I stretched my body, thinking of the new lecturer and why he had asked that I meet him in his office this morning. Was it a crime to have correc

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