Tara smiled. “Well, I imagine for you, chess club, yearbook, and 4H, of course.” She seemed very pleased with herself. Was Tara trying to insult me or something? I decided to ignore it. “Are there any art clubs? Painting?” I tried to make nice with my cousin. Tara raised a perfectly plucked eyebrow. “I don’t think so.” She took another perfect bite. “I didn’t know you painted,” Rory said, finishing off his first piece of pizza. “I want to try. I’ve been mostly drawing and using soft pastels.” I shrugged. “Student level pastels are cheap.” I looked over at Tara, watching her chew slowly. Was
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