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All three of them jumped. Doris recovered first, her face smoothing into a practiced smile.
“Clearly,” I said, looking directly at Johnny. “What’s going on?”
“Just discussing a surprise we’re planning for your birthday next week.”
“He wasn’t crying,” Doris said. “He’s just emotional. You know how teenagers are.”
I watched Steven’s hand move to Johnny’s shoulder, squeezing just a little too hard.
“Right, Johnny?” he urged.
Johnny nodded, not meeting my eyes.
“Yeah. Just… birthday stuff.”
I didn’t believe a word of it.
“What did you see, Johnny?” I asked directly.
“A birthday surprise,” she repeated.
“Now you’ve ruined it.”
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