“You resent me for knowing him better than you did, don’t you, City Girl?” I turn away, my eyes welling with tears. I’m more angry than sad, but I cry anytime I’m upset. Usually, I’ll try to hide it. Keep everyone else comfortable. At the very least, keep me from embarrassing myself. But fuck that. Cash wants brutal honesty, that’s what he’ll get. “I do, yeah.” I wipe my eyes with my sleeve. “Maybe that makes me petty, but whatever. Dad was so good to y’all…goddamn, I wish he’d been that good to me.” Cash is quiet for a beat. “I didn’t mean to upset you.” “I couldn’t care less about your
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