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table next to us. As they got up to leave, the older woman looked at us.
    “ Young love is a rarity these days, but I can tell you two have it.” She winked.
    We both smiled as they left the patio. I was so happy and nothing was going to ruin it. I wasn’t going to tell Harry and Corinne that Sam was going to the University of Washington with me. It was none of their business because, once I left home, I wasn’t coming back. Everything I was worried about was now fading away and life seemed perfect. Now all I had to do was get the hell away from my family.
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    Sam dropped me off at home while he and his mom went shopping. He asked me to come with him and, as much as I wanted to, I felt it was important for him to spend some time alone with her since they didn’t see each other very much, especially now that he was going away to college. I walked into the kitchen and found Corinne sitting at the table with Dylan and Zoey. She glanced my way and asked me to please sit down. There was something she needed to talk to me about. My stomach tied itself in knots; when Corinne tells you to sit down it was never good news. I didn’t feel comfortable sitting at the table by Dylan, and whatever Corinne had to say, it was not going to be in front of him.
    “Whatever you need to say , Mom, can we please do it in private and not in front of an audience?”
    “Claire, plea se. Can you for once in your life listen to me?”
    I rolled my eyes and glared over at Zoey and Dylan, who were staring at me with excitement in their eyes. Whatever Corinne had to tell me, I got the feeling those two were behind it. I leaned my elbows on the island and crossed my legs. “Spit it out, Mom. I’m listening.”
    Corinne shifted in her chair. “Did you know that Sam has an arrest record?”
    I twisted my face at her. “Okay, and?”
    “Did you k now, Claire?” she asked with persistence.
    “No , Mom, I didn’t,” I snapped.
    “This boy , you claim to know so well, had an arrest record for dealing drugs.”
    “ That was the past; he doesn’t do or deal drugs. What the hell is this about, anyway, and how do you know this?” I looked over at Dylan, who instantly looked away.
    I pointed my finger at him. “Y ou, you had something to do with this, didn’t you?” I yelled as I started walking towards him. He put both hands up.
    “Claire, stop! ” Corinne yelled.
    “I asked Dylan if he could do some checking for me because I wanted to know what kind of boy you were seeing.”
    My face turned red and my heart started racing. How dare she, was all I thought.
    “The boy has a criminal record , Claire, and he didn’t even tell you.”
    I put both hands over my ears and turned for the stairs.
    “You are not to see that boy anymore!” Corrine yelled as she followed me up the stairs.
    “Mom , stop! You don’t even know him!”
    “I know enough not to like him .” She chased after me.
    I stepped in my bedroom and turned towards the door. “You don’t like him because he’s not rich and he doesn’t live in a big fancy house,” I snapped.
    Corrine followed me into my room. “He’s not good enough for you and I don’t want you seeing him.”
    “Really , Mother? Are you worried that I’ll tarnish your reputation, give your friends something to talk about, or better yet, that I’ll disgrace the Montgomery name?”
    “Claire, that’s not fair.”
    “Not fair?” I yelled. “What’s not fair is you judging Sam for where he comes from instead of getting to know him as a person.”
    “This discussion is ov er and so is your relationship,” she said as she turned on her heels and stomped out of my room.
    Tears started to sting my eyes as I lay on my bed, looking at the picture of us on my phone. Sam was perfect to me and I loved him. I just wished I could make my mother and father see that. The tears rolled down my face like someone opened the floodgates. I wasn’t crying for what Corinne told me about Sam; I was crying because