more than twenty years ago, but okay.” “And, she’s talking to me, because I was the one who did it,” I said. I needed to just say it. After Aaron, who thought his mom was dead, I realized I needed to be pretty forthright about this thing. “Frankie?” she said, looking at me, her eyes watering. “I made the poster,” I told her. “I wrote those words. I made it up.” “Oh, sweetie,” she said, and she looked so sad for me, like she was in pain to see me in pain, and then she said, “I knew that already.” “What now?” I said. She wasn’t in pain, I realized. She was embarrassed for me. “Frankie? I know. I
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