Chapter 7
Jordan P.O.V. I walk in and see Amelia bracing herself against the counter looks stunned and sad. “Am I really that stupid?” She asks. “No, hon,” I tell her. I lay my hands on her shoulders. “He was just that good of a liar.” “You all saw it.” “We saw it, because we came at it during the end. You were in it from the beginning.” She sniffles. I can tell I am not getting through to her so I change tactics. “You ever hear of frog soup?” “Frog Soup? What are you talking about?” “If you throw a live frog into boiling water he will jump out. But if you put a live frog into cold water and heat it up slowly, he will boil to death without even knowing.” “That is not true.” She has turned around to look at me. I raise my hand in a scout pledge, “I promise it is, my momma always told me that
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