You're asking for trouble, Hannagan," he growls. "And you would be....?" Janie asks. She giggles. "Trouble.
Lisa McMannJanieโs hip buzzes again. Maybe she'll have to have her whole leg amputated, she thinks sadly. That would really suck.
Lisa McMannOh baby," he whispers. Steps back. Out of the doorway. His face ashen. He walks slowly back to the kitchen. Leans over the counter. Puts his head in his hands. His hair falls over his fingers. The bathroom door clicks shut. She stays there for a long time. He's pulling his hair out.
Lisa McMannSo, what are you doing tonight?" Me?" Janie laughs. "Homework, of course." You want company?" Carrie's looking wistful. Do you have homework to do?" Of course. WEther I do it or not is the real question.
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