MRS BAD AND MR INNOCENT
Oh.
I straightened. Did she know? Did he tell her? Nerds tell their parents everything, don’t they? Was she here to talk about it?
“Hi, Ma’am,” I said, studying her expression.
Mrs. Amahle smiled warmly. “Oh, just call me Julie, sweetheart.”
…Okay, so either she didn’t know, or she was very good at pretending.
“Oh,” I said, forcing a smile back. “Hi, Julie.”
Why is her smile so damn contagious?
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