On good days, I love my best friend. On really bad days, I remind myself she means well.But today is neither of those. Today is one of the worst days of my life, and I am furious with her.“Hades’s asshole” doesn’t even come close to how mad I feel. My hands rip free from hers as if her touch burns. The anger is so sharp, I almost shove her off the couch, but then I notice how close the coffee table is and wince. No, I’m not mad enough to actually injure her. Not yet.“I can’t believe you!” My voice rises without permission. I shoot off the couch, stomping toward my bedroom like the floor has personally offended me. Mara’s footsteps follow quickly behind.“You’re overreacting, Lyra,” she calls, her tone too calm, too even. “This isn’t even a bad thing.”That does it. I whirl around, yank off my left slipper, and fling it straight at her head. But Mara has those reflexes I’ll never forgive her for, years of baseball games with her dad. She ducks at the perfect moment, and the slipper
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