5
NORA
“Don’t go,” Campbell said. “I only just got home.”
“I know. Work is work though,” I said, wincing slightly at the lie. “This couple is pretty demanding.”
As much as I wanted to hang out at Campbell’s return party, I couldn’t stay here another minute. Not after August. And telling my brothers about it would end in bloodshed.
“You sure you’re okay, shrimp?”
I nodded and hoped it was convincing. “Totally.” I hefted my phone. “Just work. You know?”
He ruffled my hair lightly. “Well, come out for my birthday at least. Blaire said she got a reservation. Ask her for the details.”
“I will.”
At least that made me smile. I’d worried that he’d caught on to what we were doing, but so far, so good. I’d be composed again by then. I needed time alone to deal with what had happened.
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