“Will you keep an eye on Kyra?” I ask. “I can’t believe she’s here. I didn’t even know she was back in SF.”
    “Yeah, it’s good to see her.” Emma says. “I’ll make sure she’s all right.”
    “Cool, thanks.” I blow her a kiss as we depart, and she gets back to spinning. Larissa and I walk through the party, until we spot Kyra, back at the bar in the garage.
    “We’re taking off,” I tell her. “Be good, okay?”
    “I’ll be fine,” she smiles mischievously.
    “I’ll come by Mom and Dad’s tomorrow.”
    Kyra nods yes and waves as she and her friends rejoin the part...

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