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“What-what do you mean?” she asked, confused.

“I mean, let’s get the fuck out of here.”

“No, we stay.”

“No, we go. You don’t want to do this anyway.”

“It doesn’t matter. Dad will—”

“Dad won’t do shit,” I told her.

“How’re you gonna stop him?”

“I just am, okay? Let’s go.”

She stood up hesitantly. “What’s your plan?”

“I don’t know,” I said, “but I’ll figure it out.”

I walked to the door but stopped when I noticed the young girl and her douche boyfriend. I dug into my back pocket and pulled out my wallet, grabbing every bit of cash I had.

“Seven hundred fifty dollars,” I told the girl, “all yours if you leave this dickhead right now, go home and tell your folks. I can even give you a ride home if you want.”

“I’ll take it,” she said without hesitation, standing.

“Wait a minute!” the jackass said, moving to stand himself.

I glared at him. “Sit your ass down,” I ordered in my most fierce voice.

The guy backed down.

“Need a ride?”

She looked over at Bridge and Bridge nodded. “Yes, please.”

When we reached the car, her eyes widened.

“Where’d you get a car like that?”

“My dad bought it for me,” I told her, cringing at how obnoxious that sounded.

“Damn, he buy one for you too?” she asked Bridge. “You’re brother and sister, right?”

“Yeah,” Bridge admitted, buckling herself in.

“You guys look exactly alike.”

Bridge and I smiled at each other.

The girl’s name was Valerie; she was a junior in high school and had only been dating the guy at the clinic for three months. He told her he’d loved her, told her he would “take care of her,” that if she got rid of the baby, he would marry her later. I told her he was lying and an asshole. She asked how I knew that, and I told her, “I’m a guy, Valerie.” She took that as explanation enough, or maybe I’d confirmed what she already knew.

Valerie’s house was tiny and in a bad neighborhood but was clean with a decent car in the drive. Her parents obviously didn’t have a lot of money, but from what I could tell, they worked hard for what they did have.

When we pulled in front, her dad was leaving for work, I assumed. I got out of my side of the car and pulled back my seat to let her out.

“Valerie?” her dad asked, hesitation in his voice. “Who’s this?”

“Just a friend,” she said. “Can you come in for a second?”

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