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Chapter Forty-Four: Good Luck, Trick

Trick

To say I'm nervous is an understatement. No matter if I've done something wrong or not, knowing I have to explain myself to what amounts to a group of judgmental assholes is never a fun thing to do. My foot taps uncontrollably on the floor, and I pull my phone out of my pocket, gazing at the picture me, Hadley, and Riley took on Halloween. It's the only thing that calms me down some days, and I feel like I have a fucking target on my back, especially at places like this.

"Relax," Matt, clamps his hand on my knee. "You have nothing to be worried about. This is a technicality."

"One that could send me back to prison if someone deems fit to," I argue. The thought's crossed my mind a ton this week, so much that tonight's the first night Riley and Hadley are staying at their own apartment since Halloween. I've kept them as close as I can, and the only reason they went back tonight is because Hadley has to do laundry. I don't have my own washer and dryer yet, but you can bet your
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