Karen's POV

"Tell him about what?" I almost shouted forgetting that he was in the parlor. "What should I tell him? I can't possibly tell him the truth, I can't."

"What truth?" A voice asked from behind me and I turned back to see Brody right behind me.

"Brody, you didn't tell me you were behind me." I murmured trying to fake a smile even though I was shocked. I silently hoped he didn't hear what I was telling my mom.

"What truth? Are you hiding something from me?" He asked.

I stepped back a little trying to explain or probably trying to lie to him. "You won't understand."

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