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AMY “You won’t tell anyone, will you?” I asked Mandy, flashing her an innocent look. “C’mon girl, try me. As long as it doesn’t involve a corpse,” she teased. I let out a deep sigh. I wasn’t trying to tell her the whole truth. I was just hoping to get her off my back, and make her less suspicious. To do that, I have to tell her something that looks like the truth. “I don’t think I can get along with Sandra. I’m beginning to forget what my mother looked like. I miss her, and I don’t want another lady to fill out that void for her. I also don’t want it to look like I don’t want my father’s happiness.” I watched Mandy squeeze her eyes shut, and let out a deep sigh. She reached for my hand, and smiled. “I know this is probably the most difficult time for you, but you shouldn’t let that ge