“Why did you do this?” I repeated. “Because I think you two are doing a line together on the sly,” Mam said with smirk. “You look so cute together.” “Doing a line?” I gaped at my mother. “What are you talking about? You know I don’t take drugs! I’m tested all the fucking time.” “No, love,” Mam chuckled. “Doing a line together as in secretly seeing each other.” Shrugging, she added, “I was trying to let you know that I was okay with you having a girlfriend, and I was trying to make Shannon feel welcome.” God. This woman. “Well, I can assure you that I am not doing lines of anything—cocaine or
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