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Clyde burst into laughter when he saw the expression on Edie's face, “What's wrong? Are you afraid to be around me?” he asked. “Clyde,” Edie said, Her voice quivering. She stared at him, “What exactly do you want from me? Would you just tell me the truth?” “I don't want anything from you. Do you believe me?” he said, raising an eyebrow. “No, I don't,” Edie said. Clyde smiled deviously. “I guess, I'm going to have to show you that I'm telling you the truth. You know I would never hurt you. Right?" he said. Edie couldn't help but think. 'How can I believe a word he says? He always talks around the truth.' She turned away, so he couldn't see her face. "We haven't really had a chance to talk," he said. "After all this time, how you and the Greg's been?" he asked. Edie quickly turned he