Chapter Twenty-FiveQuinnI need a drink. A big one. With lots and lots of alcohol. I close my eyes in a long blink, praying I misheard Kara.“That’s less than a year away!” Mom exclaims. “Do you think you can get everything ready in time?”March isn’t that far away, she’s right. And there is a lot to do before then, and I’m not thinking about the wedding.“I think we can swing it,” Kara says. “I’ll have to get right to work, I know, and my mom’s already on it.” She looks back at Dean, smiling. “We don’t want anything fancy, anyway.”I bring my hand to my head, subconsciously rubbing the space between my jaw and my ear. It’s been hurting off and on since last weekend, and I knew I should have listened to Archer about a sinus infection lingering for longer than normal now that I’m pregnant.“Are you okay, hun?” Mom asks, and I flick my eyes up to her.“Oh, yeah. I think I have an ear infection, that’s all,” I blurt. I should have made something up, but I’ve never been a good liar and n
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