That’s Efan right there, she’ll explain, all innocent and beautiful. Then she’ll smile proudly like she solved the puzzle.

And they’ll have to tell her, after.

And Cami . . . oh God. The boot kicks so hard my ribs crack. My body tenses and wants to crack too.

It’s not fair. It isn’t. Not to Mama, or any of them.

Not to me.



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