Instead of sitting at his desk, Carlos was reading a file while relaxing on the sofa. Megan was at his desk. She was doing her homework.

“Ah, it’s Debbie. Hi Debbie! Come on in!” Megan put down her pen and came to the door when she spotted Debbie standing there.

“Debbie? Huh! What happened to “Aunt Debbie”? Is it because the secretary is here and she doesn’t want her to know about my relationship with Carlos?’ Debbie didn’t like to think badly of Megan, but from what she had learned about that girl, that was most Likely the case.

Megan’s words drew Carlos’ attention away from his work. He dropped the file and scolded, “Don’t be disrespectful.”

Megan intimately held Debbie’s arm and said, “Uncle Carlos, Debbie and

I are almost the same age. Calling her Aunt makes her sound much older.

I think ‘sister’ is fine. Right, Debbie?”

look at Debbie expectantly for a response. She sounded friendly and acted nice, but somehow, Debbie couldn’t manage a smile, as much as she tried. Yes, Megan hadn’t done anything to harm her directly. But there was this hostility in

a wry smile and

anything else. He stood up from the sofa and said

Debbie, “Come in.”

on Carlos’ desk. There were science papers, math papers, and a pile of hardback textbooks. ALL signs that the girl was in school. The

Megan and

give these back. Bye,” she said to Carlos. It was quick, and decisive, just not quite the way she had envisioned it. But, then again, she

with Megan

no idea what she did, or why Debbie was acting

stop. She certainly wasn’t going to stay there a minute longer and continue to be humiliated. Each stride was purposeful

to make this any better,

she wondered. ‘And what does Carlos have to do with her?’ Zelda knew something was up, now. The visitor was

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