so…”

“Quiet,” snapped her mother.  “There is nothing you can say right now or tomorrow or a year from now that is going to justify your actions tonight.” 

“Yes ma’am,” she whispered. 

“I raised you to be a lady!  A Southern Belle!”  She leaned into Curtis’ shoulder and dabbed her eyes.  “Your sister is lying in bed with a swollen and bruised face!” 

Kristin rolled her eyes.  “That’s doubtful.  She sneaks out all the time.” 

Caroline and Curtis both tilted their heads trying to determine if she was lying.  Finally Curtis spoke.  “Are you going to say that’s a sym...

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