SOMASomething warm, wet, and slippery lands on my head, sliding into my hair and dripping onto my jacket. I inhale a breath, forgetting to stay in control. Gasps rend the air before the cafeteria quietens.“Oh God, Dee. I’m so sorry.”It’s Helga. There’s enough shock in her voice to lead a foolish person to believe she’s truly remorseful.“No, no, no. This was a mistake. I didn’t see you.”Squeezing my eyes shut, I wipe the sauce that drips onto my brows. It doesn’t help. My eyes fly open, and more of it—juice and spaghetti plop ont
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