![]() ![]() “You know it ends in disaster anyway.” It’s only a matter of time before someone gets hurt or their parents forbid them to spend time with me. Well, it wouldn’t hurt you to try to make friends here.” She dabs the corners of her mouth with her napkin and a small amount of cranberry lipstick marks the linen. “I really don’t care one way or the other.” Then, with an eye roll, she continues, “But I bet you wouldn’t mind that.” “Watch, she’ll be sending her son over to gather information for her.” Vivian shakes her head. “I don’t know.” I’m not going to agree with Vivian about Mrs. ![]() “I think she’s sweet.” I take a bite of garlic bread. “I guess he and Meriwether were longtime friends,” she continues with a tinge of judgment. I didn’t even know we still owned this house until a couple weeks ago. “Not to me.” He never wanted to talk about Salem, especially in the past year since my grandmother died. ![]()
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