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3 || And a girlfriend
CALUM
“Off?” Mum calls out behind me.I race to the gate, trying to outrun the image growing in my head. Our apartment is on the outskirts to discourage the paparazzi and crazy fans. The small black gate swings open. I walk straight to the kitchen and pour myself a glass of cold water. It helps.
Mum joins me. She drags a stool beside me, then proceeds to heat up some food. If she wasn’t living with me, I would be living with the boys. But I can’t ask her to leave and I can’t move out. She has given up enough.
“You were saying something,” she murmurs while sifting through her handbag on the marble counter. “Something is off? Calum?”
The microwave pings, saving me from her question. When she gets into detective mode, she won’t quit until she has answers.
Mum pulls out the Tupperware and dishes the spaghetti into smaller plates. I play with the food, roll it around my fork th
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