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I type ‘Arthur name meaning’ in the search bar and click enter. The hair on the back of my neck stands on end. I push off my desk and chuck the plastic bottle across the room as hard as I can. “Fuck!”
“Did you know your mom used to call me Bear?” I purse my lips. This was never supposed to happen. He’s pushing these probationary privileges—big time. If he says a word to Arthur about his connection to him, I’ll turn this knife on him without thinking twice. Arthur laughs, unaware his mother is about to unravel at the seams. “No, that’s silly! Why did she call you Bear?” I swallow and pick my knife up to return to chopping. His gaze burns through me, but I don’t look.
“Because my name means bear too.”