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My Mother Showed Up After The Concert

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eating orange Jell-O from a plastic cup. My hand shook so badly the spoon tapped my teeth.

Jason woke in the chair beside me.

“You okay?”

“No.”

He sat up, rubbing both hands over his face.

“Did she text?”

I handed him the phone.

He read the messages. His jaw moved once.

“Don’t answer.”

“I wasn’t going to.”

“You always answer.”

I hated that he said it because continue reading …

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