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Chapter 12
HadBillygottensomethinginbeforeI’djoinedtheminthelivingroom?
ButCharliewasrelaxed,stillgrinningfromtheunexpectedvisit.
"Ididn’tgetachancetotalktoyoutonight.Howwasyourday?"
"Good."Ihesitatedwithonefootonthefirststair,searchingfordetailsIcouldsafelyshare."Mybadmintonteamwonallfourgames."
"Wow,Ididn’tknowyoucouldplaybadminton."
"Well,actuallyIcan’t,butmypartnerisreallygood,"Iadmitted.
"Whoisit?"heaskedwithtokeninterest.
"Um...MikeNewton,"Itoldhimreluctantly.
"Ohyeah-yousaidyouwerefriendswiththeNewtonkid."Heperkedup."Nicefamily."Hemusedforaminute."Whydidn’tyouaskhimtothedancethisweekend?"
"Dad!"Igroaned."He’skindofdatingmyfriendJessica.Besides,youknowIcan’tdance."
"Ohyeah,"hemuttered.Thenhesmiledatmeapologetically."SoIguessit’sgoodyou’llbegoneSaturday...I’vemadeplanstogofishingwiththeguysfromthestation.Theweather’ssupposedtoberealwarm.Butifyouwantedtoputyourtripofftillsomeonecouldgowithyou,I’dstayhome.IknowIleaveyouherealonetoomuch."
"Dad,you’redoingagreatjob."Ismiled,hopingmyreliefdidn’tshow."I’venevermindedbeingalone-I’mtoomuchlikeyou."Iwinkedathim,andhesmiledhiscrinkly-eyedsmile.
Isleptbetterthatnight,tootiredtodreamagain.WhenIwoketothepearlgraymorning,mymoodwasblissful.ThetenseeveningwithBillyandJacobseemedharmlessenoughnow;Idecidedtoforgetitcompletely.
