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... lone.
I waited by the trunk, yanked a sack over her head, dragged her behind the bleachers, and beat the smugness out of her.
She never saw me.
No one did.
Then I did it again.
And again.
Every week, like clockwork.
Every time she showed up to school with a bruise or a limp, I made sure I had an airtight alibi.
Isobel cracked fast.
She couldn’t handle it without her little entourage fluttering around her.
By week fiv ...
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