“Even if I did want to date her, how would that work? How would I date my friend’s mom who lives in New Hampshire?” “Oh, I don’t know,” Acacia said, faux confused. “Probably you’d text her every day and cook dinner together on FaceTime and get a job in Boston to spend time—” “That’s low,” Cassie interrupted. “I got the job because it’s fucking great. It has nothing to do with Erin.” Acacia’s shoulders slumped. “I know, you’re right. I’m sorry. But I’m just saying that it’s possible—” “It doesn’t matter that it’s possible; I don’t want to date Parker’s mom.” Her stomach twisted. This whole
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