“Looks pretty good. There will be a scar, but hopefully not too bad.” “I don’t care, but thanks.” He hesitates. “And I’m sorry about what I said last time. About that night…” I put my hands on my hips. “So you admit what you did.” “No, I didn’t kill anyone. But I understand you don’t want to hear that you got it wrong.” He is so full of it. He’s not apologizing for the sake of apologizing. He’s apologizing because he wants to talk about it more. I remember the word Elise underlined in his chart: Manipulative. “I was there, Shane.” I toss the tray with the stitches in the garbage, and I put the
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