“I will pay you the housing fee that is usually paid to the school,” I tell him, holding up a hand to waylay the angry outburst I know will follow that statement. “It is fair, Carter, you cannot pretend it is not. You have given me room and board for a whole summer for free. That is enough. If I am to stay, I will pay.” “You can pay the same thing Zeke did when he first moved in,” Carter offers, and I jump on it immediately. “Okay,” I agree, though my confidence wavers when he smirks at me. I thought I’d just won that argument, but now I’m unsure. Carter looks far too happy for someone who
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