She smiles at me, and that’s when I notice her bright red lipstick looks a little bit off. It’s smeared over the right side of her lips, which gives her almost a demonic clown appearance. “This looks delicious, Millie.” “Thank you.” “Doesn’t it smell wonderful, Andy?” she says. “Mmm.” He picks up his fork. “Very nice.” “I’m sure,” Nina continues, “you never got food like this in prison, did you, Millie?” Mic drop. Nina is smiling up at me pleasantly with those demonic lips. Andrew, sitting across from her, is gawking at me. Obviously, this is new information to him. “Um,” I say. “What sort of
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