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t w e n t y - n i n e : communication (the lack of)

"I-I," I stutter. "How did you even know how to get here? I've literally never told you--"

"Please," she holds up her phone. Find my iPhone. Who would have guessed? I'm stupid. Well, not necessarily. It wasn't a secret: where I've been. Well, it was today, but on the other days it wasn't. He's just a friend, and hanging out with him should be like my other friends. She shouldn't care.

"A little stalkerish, mom."

She rolls her eyes, "Please. I'm a mother. I have a right to be stalkerish. Did you think I would let you hang out with new people without knowing who they were--or where they live?"

"Good point, I guess."

"What I want to know is why you left the cookout--your favorite event of the summer."

Not anymore. "I just felt a little... cluttered."

She looks confused. "It's just the same people, in the same place, doing the same thing--every year. The monotony got to me. And Shawn, he's--"

"A distraction."

"Could we maybe

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