She doesn't say anything. The tears are about to come. “Olivia, what's the matter?” I say.
She shakes her head like she doesn't want to talk about it, but all of a sudden the tears start rolling a mile a minute.
“I'm sorry, it's not you, Justin. I'm not crying because of you,” she finally says through her tears.
“Then why are you crying?” “Because I'm an awful person.” “What are you talking about?”
She's not looking at me, wiping her tears with the palm of her hand.
I haven't told my parents about the show,” she says quickly. I shake my head because I don't quite get what she's telling me.
“That's okay,” I say. “It's not too late, there are still tickets available—”
“I don't want them to come to the show, Justin,” she interrupts impatiently.
“Don't you see what I'm saying? I don't want them to come! If they come, they'll bring Auggie with them, and I just don't feel like...”
Here she's hit by another round of crying that doesn't let her finish talking.
I put my arm around her. “I'm an awful person!” she says through her tears.
“You're not an awful person,” I say softly. “Yes I am!” she sobs.
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