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Chapter 22

To my relief, Marianna wasn’t working, but I still couldn’t eat most of my lunch. I sat beside Griff in

his usual booth, picking at my fries. “Are you all right?” Griff asked.

I gave him a trembling nod. “Just a little nervous.” “You can dismount,” he said.

“Of course.”

“And place a rock in a harness?” he asked in a low voice. I turned to him and frowned. “What’s this about?”

“That’s the only thing you need to do today.” He took a huge bite of his burger.

I nodded and dipped my head toward my tall milkshake, which was mostly ice cream with a splash of milk. The cool, creamy liquid filled my mouth with a burst of vanilla that made me sigh. “You’re right,” I murmured. “If I stop overthinking things, it will be over before I know it.”

The other members of the pack, who were usually rowdy during mealtimes, mostly kept to the bar. They spoke in low voices, so I couldn’t hear them under the disco groove of the Bee Gees’ “You Should Be Dancing.”

It was an effort not to tap my foot to the beat
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