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“Would you want to see inside?” I blurt, and then, in my mind, I dump the entire glass of ice water I am holding over my head.
My glasses are probably dirty too, so pretty much I look very similar to the way I did on the playground in elementary school.
“Who’s Richard?” River says, and fuck if that kid doesn’t seem to hear only the things you’re hoping he doesn’t.
My shoulders stiffen even more, impossibly.
I’ve done some champion mingling, if I do say so myself. But the introvert in me is starting to cry out in distress, or maybe that’s just my feet in these shoes.

