Chapter Nineteen: butter up time
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“Did he?” I ask, and I wonder why he would do such a thing. I do not even know that they talk so much about me behind my back. It is news to me. I thought that as soon as those closed, those doors closed, they just got down to business.
But I guess I was wrong. I guess they do still have time to talk about me and whatever it is that they like to talk about when they're not talking about me. And that would be something that I did not know yet. Because I have not been swapping on their conversations. Every single time that I feel like they're getting together and they're getting too smoochy and lovely for me. I tried to get away from it. I begin rearranging the eggs, and the memories immediately come.
Yes, I cannot help them, I know for a f
