November
From Fearless
Part III: All-American Monsters
Copyright © 2014 by Lauren Gilley
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“Where are you off to?” Maggie asked,
cheerfully.
“Ronnie’s.
I’m spending the night.” She glanced up, to check for a reaction, shaking her
overnight bag for emphasis.
Maggie
nodded as she stirred her white cream sauce, taking it all in stride. “Take
this.” She slid a brown paper lunch sack down the counter toward her with her
elbow.
Ava
picked it up and unfolded the top, saw the gauze, tape, syringes and ointment
inside.
“You
know,” Maggie said with another sideways grin. “In case Ronnie comes down with
a bad case of gunshot wound.”
Ava
felt her mouth tug at the corners, a reluctant smile.
“Tell
him I said ‘hi.’ ”
“I’m
leaving.”
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