“Good night, Ma,” I bit out and turned to leave. “One more thing?” Mam called after me. Inhaling a calming breath, I turned back to her. “Yes?” “Who’s this?” she asked, lips twitching as she tapped her finger on the newspaper lying open on the counter. I frowned. “Who’s who?” With a huge smile on her face, she picked up the newspaper and held it up to show me. “This,” Ma asked, full-on grinning now, as she tapped her nail on a huge-ass full-color picture of me with Shannon at the School Boy Shield game last week. “Local or national?” “National.” Fuck. My. Life. “Give me that,” I snapped,
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