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2024-10-29 19:42:56I stood frightened, afraid to answer her.
"Nothing," Josh said.
I turned my attention to him right away, terrified, hoping he could get me out of that mess. After all, it was he who had started it. I didn't call him into the laundry room. He'd come on his own, desperate to know who I was.
"Nothing at all," he again told Phyllis. "I just came in here to see if she was fine and she is." He looked at me and smiled.
I lowered my eyes.
"And what could be wrong with her?" Phyllis asked him, upset.
"I'm needed in the living room," he said, and exited the laundry room, ignoring my evil grandmother.
Phyllis watched him while he left and until he closed the door behind him. She impatiently twisted her right hand, wanting to punish me. The two of us were left standing in the laundry room, eyeing each other.
"What were you two doing in here?" she snapped.
"Nothing," I quickly answered her.
"Nothing?" she asked sarca
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