Chapter 13 The Supply Closet
- “I’m sorry,” I say. “I just… I couldn’t stand it anymore.”
- “Stand what?” Julie snaps. Her arms are crossed so tightly, I’m surprised her blouse doesn’t tear at the seams. She’s glaring at me like she wants to strangle me.
- I take a deep breath, my eyes locking on hers. “Seeing you like that. You were barely holding it together back there, Julie. I couldn’t take it anymore.”