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"Amniotic fluid's normal..." "Arianna, I'm carrying your husband's baby. How can you stay so chill while checking me?" Her voice dripped smug. "You're pathetic. Can't even cry, can't throw a scene. Scared of a divorce, just like your mom. She lost Dad to mine—and now I'm taking your man." I kept it together. Jotted down the data, didn't flinch. As I turned to go, Lucia grabbed my wrist. "Heard you're quitting already. Think I'll let you walk away without a scratch?"

Chicky stood up, fluffing its feathers and, like usual, tiptoed on the soft, high-quality carpet. Griffith watched this foolish creature flap its wings, causing feathers to scatter everywhere. If it weren't for Julie, he would have ordered someone to slaughter it long ago. As the thought crossed his mind, Chicky suddenly spread its wings and flew several meters away, still clucking. After a final circle, it headed straight in Griffith's direction. Shocked, Charlotte sprung to her feet. However, Chicky didn't quite reach Griffith. After soaring for a second, it crashed directly into Griffith's calf. Griffith, unable to bear it any longer, kicked Chicky with considerable force. It clucked and

Standing on her tiptoes, she pulled down a thin paperback and turned toward him, proudly holding it out for him to see. Chris nodded, not surprised that one of her favorites was The Great Gatsby, by F. Scott Fitzgerald. “American literary fiction. A total classic for high schoolers.” Fiona ran her hand across the faded cover and nodded. “I couldn’t put it down. And then my father rented the movie—the first movie with Robert Redford playing the part of Gatsby. I was hooked.” Chris liked the way she recalled the pleasant memory. Her smile wasn’t