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Show -321 "I don't know." She touched herself on the forehead, rubbed the corner of her eye. "I'm not sure. It was sort of an accident." "How could it be an accident? You didn't notice what was happening?" "I knew you'd take it wrong. There's no sense talking about this at all. I only told you because I wanted things to be clean between us when we split up. I didn't want you finding out later." "How could I have?" "Jacob knew. He walked by the door; he didn't think I saw him but I did." "Wonderful," I said. I was surprised at how bad I felt; after all Morgan and I were going to be strangers from now on. And poor Carlo was gone, How could I be jealous of a handsome dead kid? "You could have done it with nearly anybody and I wouldn't have cared," I said. "But why did it have to be Carlo? Of all the people in the world why him? That ruins everything. Damn! " She shrugged sadly. "And why tell me now?" I said, "It's all over. You said it yourself this morning: the past is past. So why did I have to know?" She looked away. This tops it all, I kept repeating under my breath; this tops it all. For some reason this |