‘No. He saw me and Hannah.’ She gestures to a girl of a similar age on the next checkout over. ‘He saw us kissing, in the car park. We’re seeing each other. He doesn’t like it.’ ‘Whatever has it got to do with him?’ She shrugs. ‘Nothing. It’s just, men like him, they think we’re all here for their entertainment, don’t they? And they don’t like it if we’re not interested in them. In men, I mean. They feel like it’s some kind of personal attack.’ I shake my head. ‘He couldn’t get the hang of potty training.’ ‘What?’ Erin shakes her head slightly as if she’s not sure she’s heard me correctly. ‘I
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