“Why were you five late?” Coach demanded once they were standing in front of her; her massive shoulders always made her appear as if she was ready to tackle any one of them like a linebacker for the New York Giants. “Why are you asking?” Max questioned. “You know we’ll just lie. We’re very good at lying.” “I’m not,” Tock admitted. “I believe in painful honesty. The kind that destroys your soul and breaks your mind.” “I was just going to blame my period,” Streep interjected. “Talk about my cramping. Then double over, with lots of sobbing.” “While I would quickly move to help Streep and rush her
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