Twenty Seven: Asha

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Twenty Seven: Asha

"He hasn't called you?" Mom asks with concern, putting her bowl in the microwave.

"Yeah, not for a couple of days."

"I think he's cheating on you Asha."

"Mom! He'd never do that."

"I know Harry's cheating on you. I knew there was something off about that boy when I first met 'im."

"Mom, Harry's not cheating on me!" I say, fustratingly. Then putting my hands on my hips.

"Well why do you think he hasn't called you?"

I don't answer for a while.

"He- He's- His phone is probrably-"

"Asha. Stop the excuses! I've been living for 46 years. Long enough to know if a boy is cheating."

"Mom, I love Harry. And Harry loves me. He told me he did. And-"

"Yeah, I told my imaginary friends that we'd go bowling in Sacremento. but that didn't happen."

"I can't believe you think Harry's cheating. He never would. We've been dating for like 3 years."

"Alright, if Harry is cheating on you, don't come crying to me, alright?"

"I won't come crying to you. Because he's not cheating on me."

I walk away with folded arms out the kitchen.

"You keep on thinkin' that Asha! You keep on!" I hear Mom yell from the kitchen.

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