th；
wrapped up a pie； and shuffled across the street
behind my brothers and parents。
Chet answered the door。 Maybe I should've been mad at him； too； for telling the Loskis about
my uncle； but I wasn't。 I hadn't asked him not to tell；
and he certainly wasn't the one making fun of David。
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Mrs。 Loski came up behind Chet； whisked us in； and fluttered about。 And even though she
had quite a bit of makeup on； I was surprised to see
the blueness of bags beneath her eyes。 Then Mrs。 Loski and my mother went off with the
pies； my brothers vanished down the hall with Lyta； and
my father followed Chet into the living room。
And wasn't that just dandy？ That left me alone in the foyer with Bryce。
He said hi to me and I lost it。 I spun on him； snapping； “Don't you speak to me！ I overheard
you and Garrett in the library； and I don't want to talk to
you now or ever！”
I started to walk into the living room； but he stopped me。 “Juli！ Juli； wait！” he whispered。 “I'm
not the bad guy here！ That was Garrett。 That was all
Garrett！”
I glared at him。 “I know what I heard。”
“No！ No you don't！ I …I was feeling bad about； you know； the eggs and what I'd said about
your yard。 I didn't know anything about your uncle or
what kind of situation your family was in； okay？ I just wanted to talk to someone about it。”
Our eyes locked for a minu