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that was Old and New A’s M.O., after all.
Aria assumed A was implying that Jason’s secret had to do with his and Ali’s “sibling problems,” as Jenna
put it, but she wasn’t buying it. There was no way Jason and Ali had had anything but a loving sibling
relationship.
Aria had tried to mine her memories for times when Jason had been mean to Ali, but she couldn’t
come up with a single incident. Instead, Jason seemed fiercely protective of his sister. Once, not long
after
they’d become friends, Aria and the others had been over at Ali’s house for a sleepover. They were
planning
to give each other makeovers, and everyone had brought over their makeup bags to share—except for
Emily,
because she wasn’t allowed to wear makeup yet. As they were oohing over Hanna’s Dior eye shadow,
Mrs. DiLaurentis walked into the room. There was a frazzled look on her face.
“Ali, did you feed the cat a whole can of wet food?” Ali’s mom asked. Ali looked at her blankly. Mrs.
DiLaurentis
lowered her arms to her sides with a slap. “Honey, you’re supposed to mix dry food in, remember?
And put a few drops of hairball medicine on top?” Ali bit her lip. Mrs. DiLaurentis let out a groan and
turned. “You forgot that too? She’s going to have hairballs all over the new basement carpet!”
Ali tossed Hanna’s blush brush on the table. “Would you chill? I’m in sixth grade now, and we have a lot
of
homework! Sorry if I’m a little too distracted to remember how I’m supposed to feed the cat!”
Mrs. DiLaurentis had shaken her head, exasperated. “Ali, you’ve been feeding the cat this way since
third
grade.” Then she stormed away.
An instant later, Jason appeared from the kitchen, a bag of pretzels in his hand. “Mom’s in a mood,
huh?”
he said gently. “I can feed the cat for you for a while, if that helps.”
He touched Ali’s shoulder, but Ali shook him off. “Stop it. I’m fine.”