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... as a funeral. No one was really talking. The only sounds filling the dining room were the soft clinks of silverware on plates and the low hum of the morning news playing in the living room.
Keith was sitting at the head of the table, pretending to concentrate on his food, but I could see how tense his jaw was and how he kept avoiding looking at Adrien. Mom kept glancing between us, her face anxious—like she was silently pleading for someone to break the silence.
I pushed my scram ...
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