“If I tell you something, do you promise not to get mad?” Pushing her window open, I took another drag of my smoke before flicking the butt away. “Depends.” “Promise me, Joe.” “Okay, I promise.” Chewing on her bottom lip, my baby sister squirmed in discomfort before throwing her hands up and blurting out, “I kissed Johnny Kavanagh.” Well, shit. I wasn’t expecting that.
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