“Did you do this?” There it is. The words burst out of me as the dam breaks. “Of course not! Are you serious?” You’re appalled. Honestly shocked I’d even insinuate such a thing. The guilt gnaws at me. Maybe I spoke too soon. Jumped to a ridiculous conclusion. “Who did it then?” “It must have been another animal.” Your voice lowers into a near whisper. “I can’t believe you’d think it was me.” Since we were kids, I’ve admired that about you. Your ability to think on the spot. To smooth over hard situations with delicacy and finesse. Your ability to make me feel like an idiot. “Another animal?
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