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TWENTY-FOUR

Brooke

When I returned home the next morning, I found Jocelyn sitting in my recliner crying. What now? I thought, not wanting to deal with her after such a great night.

She glanced up as I walked over.

“You’re in my seat.”

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she pouted.

“I’m…I’m…I’m fine…”

“Obviously you’re not. What’s going on? I need to get to class.”

“Go ahead,” she sobbed. “I know I’m not important to you.”

I sighed.

“If you’re not going to tell me what’s wrong, I’m leaving.”

“It’s Austin…he threatened me and stuff.”

“And stuff? What are you talking about? You were harassing him, weren’t you?”

“No, I told you I had nothing to do with it, but he sent me a nasty email last night.”

“Austin was with me last night.”

“The whole night?”

“Yes,” I said.

“Brooke I’m telling you he sent this horrible email. He threatened me.”

Another round of tears fell from her eyes. They appeared real, but it was hard to tell with her.

“I’ll call him now, but I’m sure he didn’t do anything.”

“He’s not going to admit it,” she complained.

“Maybe not, but I know him well enough to tell if he’s lying to me or not.”

She sniffed twice then wiped her eyes with the back of her hand.

I pulled out my phone and called Austin. He answered on the second ring.

“Hey, beautiful. You missing me already?”

“No,” I said, not knowing how to bring up the accusation. “Did you send any emails last night?”

“What do you mean? I was with you last night. You don’t remember?”

“I remember, but I need you to answer me.”

“Um, no. Why are you asking?”

“It’s nothing,” I lied. “I’ll call you later, okay? I need to take care of something.”

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