Chapter 12

Kevin

Her eyes rolled up, and she went about as limp as some of the lettuce in Olive’s dumpster.  Judging by the way she’d been avoiding air like it was a dose of castor oil, I was about 99% sure she’d passed out for real.  I’ve seen some faints that were pretty good fakes, and I know there are people who can control things like their blood pressure or body temperature, but they tend to live in monasteries in the Himalayas.  Having all the color suddenly go out of your face isn’t a trick you’d expect even the best actress could pull off on demand.

Another clue the faint was for real: there wasn’t anything close to graceful about it; she just slumped.   Good thing I was alr...

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