CHAPTER 35 | Beau
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Holly’s breathing hard, blond hair falling in her face and cheeks gone pink. She must’ve sprinted to the room. I jump to my feet, but she doesn’t even see me. She rushes straight to Mrs. Benson’s side.
“Mom! I’m so sorry! I came as quickly as I could!”
“Oh, you shouldn’t have. I just had a little slip” Her mother’s smile is positively angelic. She taps her rolled-up magazine against her blanket and then points it at me. “Your friend here has been keeping me company.”
“Friend?” Holly turns and spots me. Her eyes widen. “What...?”
Well, this is awkward, I think. Holly’s staring at me like I’ve sprouted two heads, or worse, like I’m the reason her mother ended up here, and I’m staring at her like...I don’t even know what.
“Hey,” I manage at last.
“Hey.” She
