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thinks I was at a book signing. This
disaster is not something I want to taint
her mind with. It is bad enough that
Willow knows. She knows her mother and
knows I'm incapable of such a crime.
It's six a.m, and I want to jog,
clear my head. I used to do this all the
time, back in high school, with Evan.
Thinking of him still makes me sad.
Having a teenager myself brings it closer
to home. I put on my headphones and
