“Of course, I was headed for the slopes of the Sears cafeteria. Which was fine, since it’s not like anyone in my family knows how to ski anyway. But I hoped it wouldn’t turn out to be so bad. After Claude asked Isobel to the Soirée, Isobel convinced her family not to spend three weeks in France like they always did, so she could stay in the city and attend the Soirée. I’d promised to help her find a ball dress if Mom ever let me out of the house again.Mom still wasn’t speaking to me, which was h...ard. We had never been mad at each other this long. Plus, Paul continued to avoid the cafeteria. If he didn’t want to see me, then I didn’t want to see him either. Still, I did miss him. I hadn’t noticed how boring it was at the cafeteria without him. Before, I had always looked forward to his visits. Now the day stretched out for hours without any flavor or friendship.The good news was that after my grandmother bribed the judge, who was an old friend of my late grandfather, all charges against Cousin Norbert and his video stores were dropped and our reality-tape smuggling business was back, stronger than ever.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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