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mother. It’s temporary,” she whispers.
“Just till she…you know.”
Wow. Talk about subtlety. Kendall
sashays away over to the next table,
striking up a conversation.
"She looks like fun." Chelsea
chuckles, and I roll my eyes.
"Blast from the past, I barely
remember," I explain. I hate talking
about that. The fact that I don't
remember everything. The accident took
