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Chapter 268: It's Serious Now

Author: Megan Matthews
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The atmosphere in the room turns serious and I realize I'm metaphorically standing at a crossroads. I can lie, even though it seems as if Crispin already knows the truth, or I can be honest and face the consequences of our actions. First, I consider blaming it on Katy, but in reality, even though I may not have known all of her plan, I still went along with it.

With a deep breath and a heavy sigh, I let the contents of the evening out in one big, long run-on sentence. "Katy came and picked me up, we dressed in all black, and then we snuck around to Frankie's house, but he caught us outside the second window before Katy could see anything good." I take a breath and keep going. "And then he invited us inside and his maid — or cook, he never said — made us the most amazing spaghetti with chicken and cheese all cooked together. Delicious. I would have loved the recipe but didn't want to ask."

I suck in another large breath, two of them this time, getting ready to finish the story. "And
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