“It’s because of your dad,” Darren said. Just that. I looked down into the lost-cause carpet of the living room, trying to make the connection that was obvious to him, and when I did my face went cold, my breath too deep. “No,” I said. “He’d been hiding in town for fourteen years,” Darren said. “He knew he couldn’t fight your grandpa, nobody could, but—if he planted a pup in his little girl, that’d be worse than killing him, really. Because it would kill her. Because it would rip his heart out. So you—why you haven’t changed yet? It’s probably because you’re part sheep. No offense, man.” “But
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