144. Am I Allowed To Cry?

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“And can you believe it that Carly’s stupid and lousy foot ruined our entire routine. Thank God, it was just a practice match and only a warm up. But imagine, if it was the actual match and she had done that in front of the entire stadium. How much embarrassing it would have been. Not just for us but for the entire school. Stupid Carly and her stupid…” Polly continued to rant with friends on the phone, as she held the device with one hand on her ear and curled her fork in her plate with her other hand, sitting on the dining table with her mother sat on to the head of the table’ chair. Usually Emily would snarl over Polly’s obnoxious behavior of talking with her friends on a call while sitting on the dining table but that day, Emily wasn’t concerned about what her daughter did. Even when

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