Chapter Fifty-Eight

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     "Silly, dumb bitches." Aisha stepped out from behind the tree she'dbeen standing behind. Her arms were folded over her chest, and her lips weretight with smugness. Hardened eyes watched the two retreating girls as sheraised her chin. A corner of her mouth lifted as she twirled the end of onebraid around her finger. She mused over the conversation she'd heard and tiltedher head to the side. "Taking Drake to meet the parents, are we? Thatshould be interesting, especially considering the hot water that he's about tobe thrown in."

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