Chapter 33 Stare down

Tate

“Remember to be nice,” I muttered as Julie stepped out of the house, with me behind her locking the door. I turned to her, adjusting my bag strap on my shoulder.

She pursed her lips.

“I can’t say whatever?” she asked and I nodded.

“This is real life, Julie. If you want the job, you stay pol...

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