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  • "You never called him that!" She shot back, pointing at me. "Not even once.  You just said that you had a thing, an arrangement. I thought I was being nice, wanting to tell you."
  • "I don't need you to be nice to me," I snapped. 
  • "Of coarse you don't," she replied.  At the top of the stairs, I could see Rogerson just past the door, looking down on us.  "You don't need anything not a boyfriend, not a friend. you were always so clear about that. And that's what you got. So why are you surprised now?"
  • I just stood there, looking at her.  My head was spinning, my mouth dry, and all I wanted was to go someplace safe, someplace I could be alone and okay, and that it is impossible.  My old life had changed and my new one was still in progress, altering by the second.
  • I walked away from her, back to the path, but as I entered the woods I was having trouble keeping on it, roots catching my feet, branches scratching me from all sides.  As I stumbled again, I started to catch myself, then stopped, instead just letting my body go limp, hitting knees, first then elbows, in the leaves.  I just lay there alone.
  • The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was Roscoe.  As I tried to focus , I suddenly smelled dog breath-ugh-and my stomach twisted. Shit, I thought, bolting forward, my hand fumbling for a door handle. just in time, though, I saw the Double Burger bag positioned between my feet.  I'd only barely grabbed it and put it to my lips before I was puking up something hot and burning.
  • Immediatly, roscoe bounded into the backseat, his tags jingling.  It took me consideribly longer to turn myself around-God, my head was pounding-and focus enough to see Nate, at the back of the car, easing in a pile of laundrey.  When he looked back up and saw me, he said, "Hey, your conscious.  Good.  Lets take you home.
  • "Do you have any idea how worried we've been?" Jamie asked
  • "I'm sorry." Isaid as I glance at Cora.
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