Page 52 of Secrets in the Attic (Secrets 1)

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couldn't get herself to do."

"But I thought you said she didn't care about

being married to Harry. You said she didn't even mind

making love to him "

"That was earlier. She was getting disgusted,

too. Why do you think she spent so much time away,

shopping, meeting other women? She wanted to avoid

being home, even though she was leaving me with

him." She laughed. "She didn't know why I would do

it? That's just the beginning. You wait and see. She'll

start talking about the strange things I did and how

she couldn't talk to me or how I wouldn't let her get

close. She'll make up tons of stuff until I look like . . .

like some Lizzie Borden or something. Forget her.

She'll never help me. We've only got each other," She

said. "Les oiseaux d'une plume. So where did you go with your father? I was afraid to go downstairs. I thought you'd be back any moment, but you stayed

out so long."

"He took me for pizza."

"Pizza? Oh, when will I have pizza again?" she

cried.

"We can have it today. My parents are both

gone. You and I will make our special homemade

pizza, just like we've done many times."

"That's right." She smiled. "Let's pretend none

of this happened. Let's pretend it's a weekend, and

we're together, and we're just doing what we want.

C'mon," she said, heading for the attic door. "I'll find

something o

f yours I can wear and get out of this old

dress. We'll go into your father's office and play

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