I spot Peirce in the hall and freeze. Faye had shown me a photo of him from when they we're dating, and he had looked so different. He died his hair, he seemed to have gotten thinner, and he looks less welcoming.
Great.
I nudge Clyde and point. "That's him."
Clyde's face goes from squinty searching to horror in a split second.
"That's my step brother, bro!" he whisper-shouts. "We can't beat him up, or I'll get into huge shit!"
"Damn it," I mutter under my breath. "Damn it all."
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The Story of Us
RomanceHow they met, how he fell appart, and how she rebuilt what they thought was broken forever.
