Sunday night supper with my mother was different that week. No matter how many times I showered and changed my clothes, I couldn't help thinking that I stilled smelled like the Abrams family garbage and that my mother would notice. After all, this was the woman who just by noticing a change in the guy's cologne, was able to expose a double agent who was selling black-market booby traps to rebels in Uzbakistan. So was it so hard to believe that she'd smell a strange boy's toothpaste on my fingers?
I sat through frozen pizza and bagged salad, trying not to think about the fresh vegetables and cartons of eggs that I knew filled the Abrams family refrigerator (or at the very least, their trash). I imagined his family sitting down to dinner together every night, someone saying grace, someone else asking him to pass the potatoes. I took another bite of my pizza. It was still cold in the center, but I smiled and told Mom it tasted good. There are some lies that even the most seasoned secret agents will believe.
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Extremely Classified-Deleted Scenes from the Gallagher Girls Series
Teen FictionDeleted scenes from the books in the Gallagher Girls series that were not put in the book. They are in no order, except for what book they were going to be in. SPOILERS. All rights to Ally Carter. I am just posting these on Wattpad. You can find the...
