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“As long as you know it’s true.”
“It’s only true some of the time.”
“Most of the time.”
“Whatever.”
If she hadn’t been busy trying to rock her hips back out the window, she’d have told her sister where she could stuff her lecture.
The same predicament that kept her from going forward kept her from getting out. In her current position, she couldn’t lower her legs enough to reach the trash can and kicking them didn’t help. Neither did pushing against the backsplash under the window.
Puta merda.“Gabby.”
“Yeah.”
“I’m stuck.”
