te walk in the front door and before te can close it, she’s standing in front of you.
“Traffic on the way home from school,” she says.
“Yeah, mom,” te say, rolling your eyes and walking past her into the kitchen. te weren’t in the mood for her games, te just wanted to mostra up long enough for her to get off your case and let te go see Alex again.
“I know te weren’t at Summer’s last night,” she calls from the foyer as she comes to meet te in the kitchen.
“Oh really now,” te say, pulling out the arancia, arancio succo, succo di frutta and taking a drink, not even bothering with a glass.
“Marissa,...
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