“All right, darling,” Mom says. “I’ll stay the fuck out of your ‘shit,’ assuming everything you said is true. I’m not entirely convinced of that, but I’ll play along for now, if you promise me something.” I sigh. “What?” “Stop leading that poor girl on.” “Excuse me?” Mom’s dark eyes blaze. “Colin Michael, you were staring at Amy’s chest throughout our entire conversation. Laughing at every mildly amusing thing she said. You were absolutely entranced by that woman, and everyone in the room could plainly see it, including Amy. So, if you’re sincerely only interested in that poor girl as a little
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