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I lifted my head. “Is this where you only think of boy names?”

“We could call him Allen and then secretly call him Alien behind his back. And he'd never know.”

I giggled. “If he ever found out, he'd never forgive us.”

“What is your dad’s name?”

I shook my head. “You really don’t want to go there.”

“What is it?”

“Elmer.”

He laughed. “Elmer Hunter. Yeah. We're just setting him up for a lifetime of harassment with that one.”

“What if Alien is a girl?”

“I thought we decided that a girl would be a bad idea. I don’t have a shotgun big enough for all the boys that'll show up on our doorstep.”

“She'll be tough like you. She’ll be able to handle herself.”

“What was your mom’s name?”

“Beverly.”

“Hmmmm.”

“What about Melody? We could name her after your mom.”

Jackson’s fingers stopped moving. I raised my head and looked at him. “What?”

He had this look on his face. “How did you know my mom’s name was Melody?”

I froze. “I don’t know. I think maybe you told me?”

He sat up, his voice was cold. “No. I’m pretty sure I have never mentioned that name to you.”

Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck.

“Jackson,” I sat up and looked over at him.

His eyes were wide. He stared at me. A hurt and confused look on his face.

“What the fuck did you do, Emily?”

I swallowed and shook my head. “It was a mistake.”

“Tell me what you did.” The anger in his voice was clear.

Tears threatened to clog my throat. “I didn’t mean to.”

“Tell me.”

“I read your journal. The one that Harry wrote. The one that was hidden in the sweater box.”

CHAPTER 42

Jackson gotoff the bed and pulled on a pair of sweats. Feeling suddenly vulnerable in my nakedness, I clambered to put on my robe. We both stood there, in the middle of our bedroom.

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