Oliver waited until the ambulance had taken Barbara and Ella off to the hospital before clearing his throat and standing on a chair to get everyone’s attention.
“What are you doing? Get down.” I pulled Oliver by the hand. Everyone was looking at us and I could feel my face burning.
“Do you trust me?”
“What are you going to do?”
“Do you trust me?”
I nodded. T…
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