“Calvin the golden boy always saving the day.” Joe shook his head and let out a huff. I threw my hands up. “What the fuck are you doing?” I took a few steps toward him, squaring up, ready to beat his ass again. “It should have burned down the first time,” he said. I tried to look him in the eyes, but it was like he was looking right through me. “How could you say something like that, Joe?” He opened them a little more, making it clear he could see me. “The fire didn’t kill Mom and Dad. Mom killed Dad and then killed herself.” “No, they died in the fire.” I shook my head. “You’re lying.” I
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