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@lemongrassgirl tweeted:
Down today. Missing him. Wish I could take back what I said. But I can’t.
Three weeks on. I haven’t seen or spoken with Amal in almost a month. Then, she
tweeted something. Boy and Rory were playing FIFA at our home when I read it.
Upon reading said tweet, I was convinced that Amal was talking about me. I felt ecstatic.
Jumping off the couch, I said to them, “Guys! She wants me back! I just know it! Should I
call her now?”
They paused their game and shared a concerned look. “What are you talking about,
brother?” Rory asked.
I showed them my phone. “See? She’s tweeting about me!” I exclaimed.
They shared another look of concern. “I don’t think that’s about you, brother,” Rory
replied cautiously.
My heart sunk. Silence fell upon the room. Why weren’t they as excited about this as I
was?
“What do you mean?” I asked, after a moment. What if… what if they knew something I
didn’t?
Rory sighed and nudged Boy. “You should tell him, Boy,” Rory said to him. Boy looked
terrified.
“Shut up, Rory!”
“What’s going on?” I asked, feeling on edge.
“Boy,” Rory said.
“Shut up!” Boy replied.