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Then, a new student showed up.
His name was Liam, and he looked smart.
He was decked out in designer clothes, but he seemed nice.
He was nice to Amy, always looking out for her.
“I know you’re from the orphanage, I’ve been there, I know what it’s like.”
“They aren’t all bad.”
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“If you’re nice, they’ll be nice back.”
Amy clung to him, seeing him as her ticket to
the upper class.
Then, Liam decided to throw a birthday party.
Amy looked at me, pathetic.
“Mom, my friend’s having a birthday party,
can I have some money for a gift?”
I asked, “How much?”
She held up two fingers, shaking.
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“Two grand.”
“The other kids are all rich, they look down on
me.”
“If my gift is cheap, they’ll hate me even
more.”
“I just want friends, Mom, I promise I’ll pay you back!”
I scoffed.
“Pay me back? How?”
“Your grades are garbage, you’ll probably and
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“Your grades are garbage, you’ll probably end
up at a vocational school, doing some dead-
end job.”
“You want to borrow money for your ego?”
“I’d rather feed it to stray dogs!”
I walked away, smirking at the hate in her
eyes.
As I walked, I made a call.
“Yeah, don’t bother dropping off that
payment.”
“I barely need it.”
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“Why count it, only a hundred grand?”
“Do you think I distrust you?”
In my room, on the security camera, I saw Amy call Mark, begging for money.
But Mark was broke.
Unable to get money, she didn’t want to miss
her chance to party with the rich kids.
So, she looked at my purse, which I left in the living room.
A stack of cash peeked out of the zipper.
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Looking around, she grabbed the money,
counted out two grand, leaving ten.
She stuffed it in her pocket and left.
