He didn’t say anything; I knew he was waiting for more details. “She thinks I slept with her boyfriend,” I added. “Did you?” Of course he would ask, point-blank. But still, I felt my face flush. “No,” I said. “I didn’t.” “Maybe you should tell her that,” he said. “It’s not that simple.” “Huh,” he said. “Call me crazy, but I’m sensing a theme here.” I looked down at my hands, thinking again that I had to be awfully simple for him to deduce so much about me in less than a week. “So if you were me,” I said, “you would—” “—just be honest,” he finished. “On both counts.” “You say that like it’s
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