“Echo is obviously otherwise occupied and agitated. I hate secrets; they come back and fuck up your world. We eat, pushing useless small talk back and forth, and now we’re nursing our drinks and allowing the silence to stretch between us. “You want to talk about it now?” I ask. I’m not used to this sullen version of Echo. Even when we were dancing around one another, he was a direct and open. “I’m not sure what to think right now, D’Rose. Dad brought some new guys in that give me the fuc...king willies. Scott and Brett, brothers with very blond hair and blue eyes. I have no proof yet, but they reek of the Aryan nation. Charm kept telling me I needed to decide whose side I was on. He said things were going to be changing. I can’t stop thinking about it.” The words make me squirm. Any Mouth approved change is something I won’t be on board with. “What do you think he means?” I ask, gently nudging him to expand on the subject.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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