Something’s wrong.” “Then we’ll fix it.” Sam stood, putting his hands on my upper arms and looking at me solemnly. “I’m here now. I’m not leaving again. You don’t get to send me away.” “I could run.” I tried to make my voice seem light, casual even. I failed. Sam wasn’t buying it. His expression darkened, and he said, “You got one freebie. You already used it up. If you run away from me again, I’m tracking you down and looking at you sadly until you agree to stop.” “What, not shaking me?” “We both know that wouldn’t be cool, and it’d just give you an excuse to try to kick my ass. I have better
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