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– Where’s me and where’s the pink snot? – I grumbled back, and slowly, trying not to do it too sharply, I let go of his grip. – But you don’t like low-intellectual movies, do you?

– Margo, it’s an exorcist movie, and it’s based on true events! It can’t be a priori low-intellectual! Come on, let’s go buy the two biggest buckets of popcorn.

When Shea takes my hand, I don’t break out anymore.

We’re kind of on a date, even though I’m dressed like a scarecrow again. This time, even more than usual, so that even my sisters wouldn’t recognize me, even if they looked at me point-blank.

Shea is also a moonshiner. And, as ridiculous as it sounds, it was only after the “enlightenment” that came over me while I was talking to Twigson that I realized that Shea and I would be exposed in the same way.

I should have broken up with him the very next day, when he called and happily informed me that he had found the perfect movie to watch together, and that he wouldn’t take no for an answer this time. And then I suddenly realized that seeing Shea had become… necessary to me, or something. His admiring gaze, his witty flirting, his care and attention, and even his sweet good morning wishes, which were completely different each time. And if I drove him away, my life would certainly not go off the rails and no heartbreak would happen to me, but I would no longer have an outlet.