There're no boys left is what you meant," she continued bitterly, cocking her head. "No Dylan. No Fang. No more cute guys to obsess over you." I pressed my lips together and stared at her. "What?" But Nudge was on a roll. "Poor, poor Max," she said, finding some ancient cans of tuna and an old jar of hearts of palm. Who eats that? "How are you going to survive with no one to fight over your attention?"
( James Patterson )
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