I flinch. I suppose the words only hurt because they're coming from him. I turn away and get out of the truck. As I make my way up the yard, I hear Peter calling me. I hear the passenger door slam and his hurried footsteps behind me. I feel his touch on my arm as he stops me before I can climb the three steps of the porch. I don't turn to face him. I can feel the stupid tears welling up in my eyes.
-Brooke Riley
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