Chapter 12
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The paper in my hand, freedom.
I almost ran out.
Jon tried to follow. Say something else.
I didn’t listen.
“Free! Mom and Dad got a table. Let’s go.”
Alex buckled me in, grinning.
The car pulled away.
In the mirror, Jon was watching. Tiffany hit him. Pulled him toward the door, to marry her, right
there.
The car went faster. He disappeared.
I looked at Alex, still talking, still happy.
And I smiled.
No more Jonathan Hartwell. Not in my world.
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