Chapter 1039 The Guilty Conscience: #9
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- Dusk was approaching, and I was sitting on the end of the dock, alone. I was hopeless as a host. Everything I did turned out wrong. I tried to fit in, joke, act like everyone else. I always screwed it up. I wonder how many friends I'd have if not for Sue.
- Marie came down and sat next to me, quiet, sipping a wine cooler.