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Chapter 227
“So… how was your Transformation process, Brandon?” Elliott asked, and I leaned back so that the father could see his son a little better. How weird would it be to come back from the dead and find out you had an eighteen-year-old kid?
“Smooth,” Brandon replied, rubbing his hands together like he was still very uncomfortable. “Just went to sleep, woke up a superhero.”
“That’s every day for me,” Elliott joked, nudging me with his elbow. I laughed genuinely for the first time in as long as I could remember. “Cool. Glad it wasn’t painful. Jamie’s a heckofa guy ain’t he?”
“Yeah, he sure is. He saved Cassidy.” Brandon smiled at me, and I found myself scooting closer to him on the sofa. I really wished they weren’t so far apart, but I supposed that was a bit of a metaphor for life.
“That’s what I heard. I gotta say, though, when I first heard
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Cadence seemed upset that I’d never shared my fake kissing expeditions with her. It’s not like she ever told me anything about that sort of stuff either. I didn’t want to hear it, mind you. Barf. “Okay. Well, why were you afraid then? I thought you liked Brandon.”“I do!” I exclaimed, my hands flailing. I was beginning to think I never should’ve mentioned this to her in the first place. “I was afraid about… you know.” Surely, by now, she’d figured out what I was getting at.My sister stared at me in utter confusion. “What?” she asked, leaning in closely, her voice just above a whisper.“Seriously?” I asked. My eyes rolled of their own accord. Was I really going to have to say this? Out loud? “I was afraid that I might….” I waited for her to catch on.“What? Miss? Drool on him? Pee your pants? What?”“Arghh!” I
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