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  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
    It was my third lie that week. On Monday, I told Miss Margeson from next door that I was spending time with my mother and father for Thanksgiving, but they were dead. I just didn't want to be embarrassed that I had no one but Harrison to spend Thanksgiving with, and he doesn't even eat turkey or pot...

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