Mom asked as she washed some strawberries in the sink. It was a normal question, but I wasn’t sure how to respond. I couldn’t make sense of Shelby. At first, she seemed like a really weird girl. Okay, she still seemed like a bit of a weirdo, but I couldn’t help but be impressed by everything she could do. “Um, I walked around the neighborhood a bit with Shelby.” Mom paused. “The girl from upstairs?” “That would be the one.” It wasn’t like either of us knew anybody else in this place besides Mrs. Hudson. “That sounds like fun. What did you see?” I debated how much to tell Mom. She had some sort of lie detector in her brain and she could always, and I mean always, tell when I wasn’t being truthful. She was also pretty understanding, but to a point. “We just walked around. I saw this pizza place that looks good. And, um, we may have gone more than ten blocks.” I started talking really fast, hoping she would hear me out before she got mad. “But everybody knows Shelby and she’s lived in the neighborhood her entire life and I didn’t think it was a big deal.
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