She was watching her brother closely, with narrowed eyes.
It was her fault, in some way. Or at least she thought it
was. She'd caught him looking at Internet porn and laughed at
him, humiliating him, telling him he should get out and find a
girl whose last name wasn't "Jpeg."
He saw that her hands were clenched into fists and realized that his
were, too.
It was her fault in some way, because she'd seen the kind of
person he was hanging out with and she hadn't done a thing about
it.
He moved into the crowd and waded through it, up the street on the
opposite side from his neighbors. He closed in on Natalie and ended up
right in front of her before she noticed he was there.
"Oh!" she said, and blushed hard. She'd been growing out her hair for a
couple months and it was long enough to clip a couple of barrettes
to. With the hair, she looked less skinny, a little older, a little less
vulnerable. She tugged at a hank of it absently. "Hi."
"We going to do anything about that?" he said, jerking his head toward
the steps. Krishna had his hand down the little girl's top now, cupping
her breast, then laughing when she slapped it away.
She shrugged, bit her lip. She shook her head angrily. "None of my
business. None of *your* business."
She looked at her feet. "Look, there's a thing I've been meaning to tell
you.
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