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“I need you.” There was a pause on the other end of the phone. Then Val asked, “Is this you finally coming out of the closet?” “No, not today, unfortunately.” She made a disappointed sound. “Well, I’m not sure how else I can be of service.” “Val, this is serious.” I poked my head out of my bedroom door to make sure there weren’t any nosy boogers— also known as my sisters— eavesdropping outside the door. The hallway was empty, and I could hear chatter coming from the kitchen and living room. I went back inside and locked my door. “Is this about your little rendezvous with Prince Charming last night?” Valerie cooed. “More like my near-death experience with Prince Prickly.” She scoffed. “Girl, you’re the one who stabbed him.” “Whose side are you on, woman?!” “The pretty one’s