Chapter Twenty-Three
Waking up after a fight with someone has got to be one of the worst feelings ever. As if I needed another reason to feel physically and emotionally drained. I also felt angry. Very angry. The minute I woke up, I remembered the fight I'd had with my Mom the night before and felt myself fuming. I couldn't believe she would hide something like that from me. I couldn't believe that I didn't pick up on it earlier. I was a total i***t consumed in all the other problems I had to deal with that I barely noticed her odd behavior. I wanted to argue with her more, tell her what she did was wrong and that she had no right to be getting mad at my for quitting gymnastics. But I knew I had other things to do. She would be asleep at this time anyway. I got myself up and got ready for another Eric-less
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