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My Mother Showed Up After The Concert

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She flinched. Good. I hated that I thought that, but I did.

“I didn’t know about the ambulance,” she said. “I swear.”

Jason stood by the window with both hands on his hips, staring down at Beverly Boulevard like he was picking a fight with the traffic.

Christina looked at him, then back at me.

“She’s telling people in the hallway that the doctor attacked continue reading …

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