“Jeez, Art! Why won’t toi tell me?” I plopped down suivant to her on the canapé with a bowl of pop corn, maïs soufflé in hand. She looked over at me, “ ’Cuz I can’t.” She said. Then in a lower voice, “You’ll think I’m a freak.” I lifted my head up and laughed. “Freak? You’re talking to the girl who literally knows peoples thoughts and feelings!” She smiled, “I’ve got a lot on my mind, ok?” I brought my legs up to my chest, “Is it because of Wally?” I asked quietly. She snapped upright. “I-I didn’t read your mind! I swear! But the way toi are acting, and how toi always...
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