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<i>“</i><i>Ethan</i>, <i>dear</i><i>, </i><i>what </i><i>could </i><i>we </i><i>possibly </i><i>do </i><i>to </i><i>embarrass </i><i>you</i><i>? </i><i>This </i><i>is </i><i>a </i><i>huge </i><i>deal</i>. <i>After </i><i>everything </i><i>we’ve </i><i>learned </i><i>about </i><i>ra </i><i>Rouleau</i><i>, </i><i>we’re </i><i>just </i><i>excited </i><i>to </i><i>meet </i><i>her</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
My father chimed in.
<i>“</i><i>I </i><i>agree </i><i>with </i><i>your </i><i>mother </i><i>Ethan</i>. <i>We’re </i><i>going </i><i>to </i><i>treat </i><i>this </i><i>meeting </i><i>like </i><i>we </i><i>would </i><i>any </i><i>other </i><i>business </i><i>meeting</i>. <i>This </i><i>is </i><i>a </i><i>business </i><i>meeting</i>…<i>right</i><i>” </i>
There was undertone of yfulness in my father’s words that suddenly began to annoy me. This! This is what I was afraid of. Suddenly, my brother Corely chimed in.
<i>“</i><i>I </i><i>gotta </i><i>agree </i><i>with </i><i>our </i><i>parents </i><i>little </i><i>brother</i><i>, </i><i>how </i><i>in </i><i>the </i><i>world </i><i>would </i><i>we </i><i>embarrass </i><i>you </i><i>in </i><i>front </i>of <i>the </i><i>woman </i><i>may </i><i>possibly </i><i>save </i><i>our </i><i>little </i><i>sister</i><i>?</i><i>” </i>
Elizabeth instantly jumped in, a slight grin on her face.
“<i>Unless </i>of <i>course</i><i>, </i><i>she’s </i><i>more than </i><i>that</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
Elizabeth’s eyes darted over to Owen; it became painfully clear…he’d told my family
about my possibly being in love with ra. I slowly looked at Owen, my one and only best friend; the only judas in my life. Through gritted teeth, I began to speak.
“<i>What </i><i>exactly </i><i>did </i><i>you </i><i>tell </i><i>my </i><i>family </i><i>Owen</i><i>.</i>”
Feinging innocence, Owen’s eyes shot up. He looked at me as if I had three heads, pretending to be shocked, he began to speak.
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“<i>Ethan</i><i>, </i><i>brother</i><i>, </i><i>what </i><i>are </i><i>you </i><i>talking </i><i>about</i><i>? </i><i>I </i><i>merely </i><i>gave </i>the <i>family </i><i>the </i><i>basics</i>. <i>I </i>promise, <i>I </i><i>didn’t </i><i>say </i><i>anything </i><i>that </i>wasn’t <i>true</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
I’d known Owen long enough to know when he was lying by omission. Rolling my eyes, I knew this conversation would go nowhere, for the time being, my family chose to take Owen’s words over mine. I would just have to prove on Saturday; this was merely a mutual admiration of a fellow colleague. Suddenly, Maria began tough.
<i>“</i><i>I </i><i>don’t </i><i>know</i><i>, </i><i>curing </i><i>cancer </i><i>is </i><i>one </i><i>thing</i><i>, </i><i>but </i><i>she </i><i>really </i><i>has </i>captivated <i>my </i><i>brother’s </i><i>heart</i>, <i>then </i><i>she </i><i>really </i><i>is </i><i>a </i><i>miracle </i><i>worker.</i><i>” </i>
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“No worries <i>re</i>–<i>bear</i><i>, </i><i>you’re </i><i>going </i>to <i>be </i><i>great</i><i>. </i><i>Plus</i>, <i>me </i><i>and </i><i>Casey </i><i>will </i><i>be </i><i>right </i><i>there </i><i>with </i>you, <i>I </i>promise, <i>nothing </i><i>is </i><i>going </i>to <i>go </i><i>wrong</i>.”
ra’s eyes slightly watered as she looked at her friend, squeezing her hand lightly, a
wave of reassurance swept through her. As they approach the front door, they were
greeted by what looked to be the estate’s caretaker.
“<i>Wee </i>to <i>the </i><i>Taylor </i><i>Estate</i><i>, </i><i>my </i><i>name </i><i>is </i><i>Winslow</i><i>, </i><i>the </i><i>head </i><i>butler</i>. It’s <i>a </i>pleasure <i>to </i><i>finally </i><i>meet </i><i>you </i><i>all</i><i>, </i><i>please</i><i>, </i><i>allow </i><i>me </i><i>to </i><i>escort </i><i>you </i>to <i>the </i><i>grand </i><i>room</i><i>, </i><i>the </i><i>Taylor </i><i>family </i><i>is </i>
<i>most </i><i>eager </i><i>to </i><i>meet </i><i>you</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
ra smiled brightly, looking at both her friends as they beamed with pride, she
confidently followed Winslow into the manner.
<b><i>Ethan’s </i></b><b><i>POV</i></b><b>: </b>
Both Owen and I decided to stay at the Taylor estatest night. I wanted to make sure
my family was on their best behavior, a feat often hard to pull off. That night, as we all
ate dinner, I decided toy down the rules for Saturday.
“So, you <i>all </i><i>understand right</i><i>? </i><i>Please </i>don’t <i>do </i><i>any </i><i>of </i><i>the </i><i>things </i>you normally do <i>that </i>would possibly embarrass <i>me</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
Owen sat in silence, a huge grin on his face. After that Monday, he kept dropping sullen hints that I was in love with ra. But that wasn’t it, of course, I admired her, who wouldn’t…but love. Every time I would protest, he would wave me off.
“You’re just emotionally slow<i>, </i>you don’t understand that feeling that’s been gnawing <i>at </i>your pit<i>.</i><i>” </i><fn2b01> Th? link to the orig?n of this information r?sts ?n Find1Novel</fn2b01>
Now as we sat at the dinner table, I realized I had five other Owens to worry about. My mother spoke first.
9:36 Sat, Sep 6 <b>D</b>…
The room suddenly fell inughter, shaking my head inplete disappointment… <i>‘</i><i>So</i>, <i>they </i><i>got </i><i>you </i><i>too </i><i>Maria</i><i>…</i><i>traitor</i><i>.</i>‘
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