“It makes you look like a boy,” Dad says. “I guess now I have the son I always wanted. I guess I’ll call you Larry instead of Lily. Is that what you were going for?”
This is the craziest thing you could ever say?????
“It’s all my fault. Your sister said that awful thing about him, and I pretended it was a joke and played games, and now I’m bleeding down there because of
“Well, we both have things to protect, Lily Stone, is all I’m saying, and you strike me as a really smart girl who is no-nonsense—” “Oh, shut the fuck up.”
“Well, I don’t like yours, either,” I say. “Just take him to your cold space, then, to keep company with all the other bodies he has hidden in there.” Then I hang up on her.
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