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... hen bumping your knee at said picket fence, it was so much easier to just bear a grin and deny, deny, deny.
No one likes bumping their knee. No one likes facing the truth.
I think Howard was denying. He bumped his knee and now he doesn’t want to admit it. That has to be it, it has to be it. I mean, what else could explain as to why he looked so clueless right then and there?
“You just admitted fault,” I said, trying to rein back squirming fingers from seizing the collar o ...
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