You turn to her to whisper like I can’t hear you. I didn’t sit near you two to be ignored. Don’t you know that the air slingshots your secrets to me, adding something sour to the aura of the room? I don’t mean to be narcissistic, but when you stare at me and then turn to her, I can’t help but wonder. My watch’s thin tail ticks in between each snicker. The tail...
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