Chapter 13: Live or Die
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“It’s today, isn’t it?” Becca asked me in a concerned voice. I looked at her across the kitchen table while we sat at breakfast.
“I really don’t want to go… family gatherings are never a good thing…” I remarked while slumping into my chair, I felt like I wanted to disappear completely.
“Do you want me to come with you?” Becca suggested.
“Would you?” I asked, looking up with hope in my eyes.
“If it’s going to make it easier for you, why not.” Becca said while placing her hands on her hips. “Besides, I’m used to going to family gatherings and being ostracized! It’s not fun or anything but I’m used to it.” She declared it so confidently and upbeat that I was questioning whether or not she was actually enjoying it.
Then yet Becca does seem like the type of p
