Chapter 32
I cringe as I stare at my reflection in the visor mirror. Of course the busiest day of the week is when I have a black eye. My biggest fears are Mr. Marsh thinking Jordan did it or Jordan stopping by and seeing it. My arm aches still but I can use it. I had tried to cover the black eye but honestly I just made it worse. Mr. Marsh will have kittens. With one last look at the deep bruise I sigh and climb out of the truck. I knock gently on the door and brace myself. He opens the door with a smile, one that fades almost instantly, "Rhea, what happened?" He pulls me in gently to the side, near the back room, holding my chin and tilting me up towards the light. "It's fine," I mumble, "Its nothing. I... I tripped after I got home last night. I was tired, not paying attention." "This looks b
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