“Though he was practically half my age, his video game skills put mine to shame, and he giggled obsessively every time he beat me, which was ninety-nine percent of the time. The food Max’s family gave us for Christmas dinner lasted several days, allowing me to stretch our other groceries and leaving me optimistic about making it until Lucinda’s card got replenished. Bethany and I hung out for a while after Christmas, but wound up fighting when she spied the heart-shaped pendant around my neck. A...fter being put through the third degree, I finally relented and told her it was from Max. She stomped out my room in a huff after I refused her request to return it to him. Lucinda stayed in her room the majority of the time, only emerging to use the bathroom or to tell me to pipe down when Bethany had blown a gasket. I couldn’t help noticing that her skin was beginning to take on a sallow complexion from being cooped up in her small room constantly, chain-smoking. I tried to encourage her to join us in the living room, but she ignored my suggestion.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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