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Twenty-two

Eve

“Hey, who was that?” Mom asked amidst a mouthful as I walked back in.

“Oh, no one.” I lied.

“Really?” She gave me a skeptical look.

“Alright, fine,” I groaned. “It's… it's…” Shit, what do I tell her? “It's…”

“Hey, Honey,” Dad cut in, “How did it go with the Dantes?”

“Oh, that's right.” She...