I Hate Sneezing Ch 3 0
Question after question came like a hail storm, and each one struck a pang of guilt deeper and deeper into shame. She must’ve noticed this, and gave me a hug and kiss on the forehead. “I’m not mad, I’m just curious. I was pissed at first, but only by the surprise of you being there, and the fear of being discovered,” she explained. I finally found my voice after I calmed down a little. “The first time I saw you was when you were with coach Ives when you were 15. I was basically hooked from...