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"Is that right, Jean Louise? Is the witness mistaken?"

I nod, affirmative. Damn. That was an outright lie. Ok I'm going to hell.

"So I'm mistaken," she says gruffly.

"No Ma'am..." I mutter terrified and trembling. "The witness."

"But Scout..." Mom whispers menacingly as she leans across the table. "I am the witness."

"Geoffrey Tennet has the Cooties!" I shout in my defence.

Mom sighs. "Oh, honey. Don't be stupid. There's no such thing as Cooties."

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