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Chapter 4

I gazed his way. Moths, it should be noted, rarely veer from the flame. Poof, they go. It seems a spectacular way to end it all. Craig was that spectacular. In any case, I tended to avoid these kinds of conversations. Joan and Brett had asked me if they should keep looking for my real parents. I told them that they were my real parents. They seemed to like that answer. I seemed to like it, too.

“I already have parents,” I told Craig.

His smile widened. It was blinding. Crest wrote commercials like this—minus, of course, the hairy, gay, super, horny teenager. Or maybe make that super-horny. In any case, he pointed to the white-capped mountains in the distance. “I meant your wolf parents.”