Back to chapter 17 Stacy stands in the doorway. She waves a piece of paper around so vigorously that I can’t tell what is on it. Seth stands in front of her, not letting her into the room. I use the brief moments I have to straighten out my clothes, wipe away the last of my tears, and take a deep breath.
Stacy pushes past Seth and waves her arm. “You
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