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Chapter Thirty

Laura

“Laura? Are you home?”

Laura cracked open an eye and pulled the pillow off her face. It smelled like whiskey. She groaned as she sat up. She'd fallen asleep and now felt terrible. Drunk sleep was the worst.

“I'm here, Dallas,” she said, moving slowly as she swung her feet to the floor. She glanced at the clock to see it was almost five. They'd gone over to a friend's house after school, but now it was almost dinner time.

Dallas' small face peeked around Laura's bedroom door as he looked for her.

“How was school?” Laura asked. She was just glad she wasn't hung over. Just exhausted, both physically and emotionally.

“It was movie day,” he replied, standing in her doorway. He frowned as he watched her. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah.” She ran a hand through her hair to find it super tangled. “Why?”

“You look sick.”

Laura looked over at the mirror hanging on the wall and had to agree with his assessment. She looked awful. Her hair was a mess, and her mascara was all over her cheeks.

“I'm okay
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