The House that Jo Built: Chapter Six: Four Easy Pieces
Mark paid for his lunch and walked through the school cafeteria, heading for the door leading outside to the quad. Squinting in the noon sunlight, he spotted Julie sitting under the gigantic oak next to the parking lot. By way of greeting, Julie took the apple from Mark’s tray as he settled in beside her. “Bio today was a bitch,” she said, taking a bite of the fruit. “Another pop quiz?” Mark asked. “No, just more dissection. I swear we have the fattest cat I’ve ever seen. I feel like I can smell formaldehyde all over me.” Mark leaned over and went to bury his face in Julie’s chest until she laughed and pushed him away. “What? I was just trying to smell, tell you if it’s noticeable. Besides, I think they use Formalin these …
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