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CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 3 “No, I can’t calm down.” Kennedy didn’t mean to snap, but after the third or fourth time Reuben made the suggestion, she was ready to gouge his eyes out. Kennedy was pacing in front of some benches outside the student union while Reuben did his best to listen. “I mean, she might not have meant her dad is the dad, right?” “I don’t know.” Reuben shrugged. “I wasn’t on the phone.” Kennedy replayed those last few words in her mind. She could hear Rose’s voice, clear as a tiny glass beaker. Saturated with fear. I think it’s my dad ... I gotta go. Did that mean her dad was the father of the baby? Or maybe her dad was coming, and she didn’t want him to catch her on the phone. Even so, there were still troubling questions without any answers. How does a thirteen-year-old girl get preg
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