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And because I was competing for world’s biggest dumbass, I stayed out there, in the trees, stomach grumbling like a damn engine, and helped her carry in box after box without her even knowing.
Katy. Her name was Katy. Reminded me of Kitty. Kitty cat. Kitten. Look at me, putting all these words together.
Her little hands balled into fists. I think she wanted to hit me. I think I might’ve liked it. And I think I seriously needed help.
And worse yet, she was just the kind of trouble I liked.
