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Dominic’s dad is starting to scare me. Is New York City really that bad? He makes it sound like there are people waiting to attack us at every corner. Now I’m wondering if we should even go. “Dad, we’re not going to be on the street when the ball drops. Jessica doesn’t like being around a lot of noise.” I feel my face heating up. My fear of loud noises is not supposed to be public knowledge. “It’s really more about the crowds,” I say. “I don’t want to be jammed in with all those people.” “Still, I think you should take Brian with you, Dominic. Just in case you run into any trouble.” “We’re not taking a security guy with us. Nothing’s going to happen. We’ll be in tourist areas the whole time.” Mr. Kensington doesn’t push the topic any further. He picks up his fork and starts eatin