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Kate ogled Hanna’s Time Capsule flag belt. “What’s that thing?” She pointed at a black blob Hanna had
drawn.
Hanna shot her a haughty look. “It’s a manga frog. Duh.”
Aria sat down on the rocker, overwhelmingly weirded out. She caught Hanna’s eye, pointed to her cell
phone, and started typing Hanna a text—Hanna had reluctantly given Aria and the others the number to
her iPhone that morning. What R U doing here?
Hanna’s iPhone beeped. She read the text, glanced at Aria, and typed. Seconds later, Aria’s phone
buzzed. Y
didn’t U tell us U were moving 4 drs down from Ian?
Aria opened up a reply text. Hanna couldn’t dodge the question that easily. I just found out myself, she
wrote back. So do U like Mike?
Maybe, Hanna wrote. He’s the one guy you can’t steal from me.
Aria gritted her teeth. Hanna was referring to the time last fall when Aria had dated her ex, Sean Ackard.
To
this day, Hanna seemed certain that Aria had stolen Sean from her.
Meredith began unwrapping her large pile of gifts, displaying everything on the coffee table. So far,
she’d
received a bunch of baby toys, a receiving blanket, and a breast pump from Mike. When she got to a gift
wrapped in striped paper, Kate sat up straighter. “Oh, that one’s mine!” She rubbed her hands together
gleefully. Hanna’s scowl deepened.
Meredith sat back down on the couch and unwrapped the box. “Oh my God,” she breathed, lifting a
creamcolored
onesie from a layer of pink tissue paper.
“It’s organic Mongolian cashmere,” Kate recited. “Completely fair trade.”
“Thank you so much.” Meredith pressed the onesie to her face. Byron felt it between his fingers,
nodding
sagely as if he were a cashmere connoisseur. Frayed cotton T-shirts and flannel pajama pants were
usually