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              Her head swayed, searching for the right word. “You know,
              just let me know.”
                 “Thanks.” Greta looked straight ahead and stepped onto
              Elgin’s front path. She didn’t know when she’d want to talk
              about it again, but if she did, Alice would be top of the list.
              And she probably owed Priya a bouquet of flowers.
                 Before they reached the door, Alice held her back again.
              “A friend of mine used to see someone at the Sexual Assault

              Center.” She pulled out her phone and googled it. “They have
              a twenty-four-hour crisis line and counseling. I’ll text you
              the info.”
                 Greta looked at the website and nodded. She didn’t
              know yet if she was interested. But after today, people—
              Ash, Priya, Alice, maybe someone from this center—stood
              in her corner. People to say, I believe you. “Thank you, Alice.

              I’ll remember that.”

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              In the house, Nate leaned over Ash’s shoulder, both of them
              gazing at the screen of Nate’s laptop on Elgin’s kitchen table.
              Ash gave Greta a cranky-grandpa look as she slid off her boots.
                 “A note, Greta. That’s all I ask.” He managed a smile at
              Alice before turning back to the screen. “Now look.” He

              pointed for Nate. “It won’t remember my username.”
                 “Ash.” Greta stood beside him. “Enjoy the computer
              games now, because you and I are going to summer school.”
                 “Say what?”



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