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wiss; Pepperidge
Farm white bread; Grammy Smith apples; and peanut butter。 All I want is the food I ate in
kindergarten。? He tugged anxiously on his wavy; golden brown hair。 ?Maybe I?m going through
some sort of midlife crisis or something。?
Like his life is so stressful?
?It?s GrannySmith; silly;? Serena informed him fondly。 She opened a glossy white cupboard and
found an unopened box of cinnamon…and…brown…sugar Pop…Tarts。 Ripping open the box; she
removed one of the packets from inside; tore it open with her neat; white teeth; and pulled out a
thickly frosted pastry。 She sucked on the Pop…Tart?s sweet; crumbly corner and hopped up on the
counter; kicking the cupboards below with her size…eight…and…a…half feet。 Pop…Tarts at Nate?s。
She?d been having them there since she was five years old。 And now 。。。and now 。。。
Serena sighed heavily。 ?Mom and Dad want me to go to boarding school next year;? she
announced; her enormous; almost navy blue eyes growing huge and glassy as they welled up with
unexpected tears。 Go away to boarding school and leave Nate? It hurt too much to even think
about。
Nate flinched as if he?d been slapped in the face by an invisible hand。 He grabbed the other
Pop…Tart from out of the packet and hopped up on the counter next to Serena。 ?No way;? he
responded decisively。 She couldn?t leave。 He wouldn?t allow it。
?They want to travel more;? Serena explained。 The pink; perfect curve of her lower lip trembled
dangerously。 ?If I?m home; they feel like they need to be home more。 Like I want them around?
Anyway; they?ve arranged for me to meet some of the deans of admissions and stuff。 It?s like I
have no choice。?