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Seventeen
Despite last nights several glasses of wine, Miranda actually didn’t feel too bad. She wondered if the dupe of her sister had anything to do with it. She probably wouldn’t be able to get away with it a second time though.
As she walked into the company building, she saw Sharon talking to the snooty receptionist Clara. She greeted both of them, although Sharon was far more cheerful about it.
“My ID card needs renewing. The lovely Clara here was just sorting it out for me.” Sharon nodded to the sour faced woman behind the desk.
Miranda bit her lip to stop herself from laughing.
“Ahh okay. I’ll wait with you.”
Shar
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Miranda’s mouth fell open. It was like she lost the ability to speak. The only thing she could hear was her hear hammering against her chest. Her hands instinctively gripped onto to the tops of her legs, as if to stop herself from shaking.“Don’t bother trying to deny it. I see the way you look at each other, I’m not stupid. All I say is if you’re a decent person, you’ll back off. Josh should be with someone his own age and you know it.” Her voice was low but venomous. “I’m sure Sharon wouldn’t be happy either.”Miranda’s mouth was dry. There was no way she could respond. Sharon’s arrival with the dinner jarred her from the situation, and Lucy changed her demeanour instantly.
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