Girl trouble?

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The doorbell rings and I go downstairs. Davey’s standing on the porch, and he’s got a reddish hue. Combined with his short hair and round face, he looks like a worried beet.

“I hate girls”, he says.

I nod, thinking that maybe Lydia or Hannah has made some cruel remark about his huge nose, festering zits, or terrible hairstyle...

Readers – let’s take a vote. Who hates girls? Or boys for that matter? And why :-)

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