Page 34 of Twisted Truths


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We both darted around, collecting our clothes and getting dressed. She went down the ladder first and I followed her.

“Thanks.”

Her eyes narrowed. “For upstairs? Or?”

“The goat.” I smiled. “I’ll see you tomorrow in school?

“Sure.” She bit her bottom lip and left me standing alone in her barn.

Miranda

Henry Walsh likes me.

My back was to the wall in the mudroom, and I still smelled him around me. It shouldn’t matter if one of the hot, popular guys liked me, but it did.

“Hey, punkin, how was your day?” My grandpa called out from the living room.

I kicked off my shoes and went to sit on the couch. “It was good.”

“Whose car was that?” He narrowed his eyes playfully.

“A kid from school.”

“Do they have a name?” He kicked back in his recliner.

“Henry Walsh.”

Grandpa’s eyes turned dark. “Is his dad an attorney?”

“Yeah, I think so.”

He shook his head. “Stay away from him.”

“What?” I sat forward. “Why?”

“That family’s no good. Money can buy a lot, but not class.”

“Grandpa?”

He slammed the footrest down and stormed from the room. “His mother is rotten to the core. And apples don’t fall far from the tree.” He went into his bedroom and slammed the door, leaving me sitting there in confusion.

Me

Henry came over to my house

Tara

Really? That’s ballsy

Me

He needs to borrow a goat for a prank

Tara

PLEASE tell me you told him to use Stanley

Me

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